Chapter 92

His eyes flick up to mine. “Leave it with me. I’ll have my head of security determine who it belongs to and take care of it.”

“How?”

“They’re chipped. Beneath the ruby.” He touches the gemstone. “It’s a sort of magnetic keycard.”

“Fancy,” I say.

“It is. You should visit sometime. I’ll give you a trial membership. Cancel anytime.”

“Art isn’t my thing.” I tilt my chin toward the ring still in his hand. “Tell me who it belongs to, and I’ll owe you.”

“Member information is confidential,” he states.

“Then why the hell offer to help me?” I snatch it from his hand before he can think about pulling it out of my reach.

He smirks. “I didn’t offer anything. I said I’d find out who the owner is. Losing one of these rings is unacceptable.”

Sliding it back on, I grin. “Well, unless you’re willing to take it off my cold, dead body, I suggest we make a deal.”

“I could kill you.” He smiles a deadly sort of smile that only someone like me can recognize. I can see beyond the expensive blue suit and tie,