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She wouldn’t be in there long.

Any moment now the door would open and she’d storm out, red faced and angry. Maybe there might even be tears in her eyes. I hoped not. Don’t be your usual asshole self, Baron…

I glanced back at Harmony, finding her staring at me before I winced and started strolling toward the office. The door opened abruptly as I neared…and the poor rabbit stepped out. One glance my way. Those dull green eyes shone with satisfaction.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then, Mr. Lawlor. Bright and early.”

“Whatever.” Came the mutter from inside.

She stepped around me. “Mr. St. James.” Then she hurried away.

Surprise widened my eyes as I glanced into the expansive office with the stunning view of the city and stared at the man behind the desk. The man most people knew very little about…until last month that was.

I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.

“Did you see this goddamn shit?” Baron snarled, lifting his gaze and his phone into the air.

Lawlor’s Blood Diamonds - the Inside Scoop by Jacqueline Lawlor. The headline was bad enough, but that Baron’s face was front and center of it made it that much worse.

“That fucking bitch,” Baron snapped. “What, a five hundred million payout wasn’t enough for her? She had to do this shit?”

I stared closer, staring at the wording in the article. “She’s in breach of her contract. You can sue her for that.”

“Fuck sue her? It’s not the money I give a shit about. You know what kind of attention this can bring down on us? The kind we don’t need…”

The kind that could bring every fucking headhunter and greedy motherfucker to his door…no…to our door. Because I had a ten percent stake in whatever shitshow was about to be unleashed.

“About money,” I started, then remembered the little rabbit. “Wait, you know there was a woman here, right? A temp.”

“From the agency. I fired that double-crossing liar Brittany. Caught her feeding Jackie important company information. She’s gone.”

Brittany? Barron’s right-hand woman. Christ, no wonder the guy was pissed. “Well, I hope the new one works out.”

“She won’t. But as long as it keeps the others off my back, I don’t give a fuck.”

“They’re here?”

He gave a shake of his head. “Royal’s in Dubai, Loyal is at the country estate dealing with the rest of dad’s goddamn paperwork and Crew…” he met my gaze. “Who the fuck knows where he is? Why…what is it about, money?”

“I’m going to need an advance on next month's payment.”

“An advance?” He rose from behind the desk. “We paid you two million last week.”

“Hale has my son.”

He flinched, that dark scowl deepening. “What’s Carven done this time?”

I shook my head. “Not Carven. Colt…and he left this behind.” I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out the handkerchief holding his thumb.

I barely had to open it before Baron flinched. “What the fuck…” he exclaimed as he met my stare.

“Ophelia is dead. Colt killed her in retaliation for the attack.”

“She was the one who organized the hit outside the restaurant?

I gave a slow nod. “It’s too far gone, Baron. There’s no going back.”

“Jesus.” He glanced at the bloodied handkerchief in my hand. “You’re going to war, aren’t you?”

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