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“I don’t know,” Carbone stammered.
Killian stepped closer.
Carbone skidded back. “I don’t have a name. I just heard it’s a rich, fancy businessman.”
“French?” Cain prompted.
“I don’t know. Not French, but I don’t know where he is from. That’s all I’ve got. Please!”
Killian stared at the man for a long time. “I’ll let you live, if you tell anyone who touches my wife that they’ll deal with me. You try again, I’ll come back and break every bone in your body.”
Carbone nodded violently.
Killian went to Devyn and picked her up in his arms.
“Hey, Hawke.” She smiled at him.
“Come on, Red.” He headed for the stairs.
Cain stared after them. Two badasses who were there for each other, and totally in love. They’d made it work. And once, Killian had been just like Cain.
Could Cain make it work, too?
He took Jet’s hand.
“A rich businessman,” she murmured as they headed out. “It isn’t much to go on.”
No, it wasn’t. But it was something. They were closing in.
“Come on, I need to pay the kid. If the car is still where I parked it.”
She smiled. “I know you’re going to give him the five hundred euro. I think you’re secretly a softie.”
First time he’d ever been accused of being soft. Fuck, he kind of liked it.
CHAPTERNINE
Ahot shower solved lots of problems.
Jet dried off with the luxurious, thick towel. What a night.
She was glad Devyn was okay. Killian had messaged that he’d had a doctor see her, and she was now sleeping the drug off. Jet imagined that Killian would watch over her all night.
Would Cain do that with her?
Yes. She shivered. Yes, she thought he might.
As she finished drying her hair, she realized she felt a little shaky. Adrenaline crash. She yawned, then pulled on her pajamas—little teal shorts and a loose, pink T-shirt.
Tossing her towel on the rack, she headed out. She’d style her hair in the morning—before they left for the conference again.
Right now, she needed some sleep.
But she found herself heading for the living area. It was dark and her heart clenched. Cain must have gone to bed.
Then she saw a dark silhouette sitting in one of the armchairs. A little light leaked around the curtains, catching him.
“You like sitting in the dark?” She wandered closer.
