Chapter 90 Detective Ryan and Annabelle

She squeezed his hand. “Well, still, I’m very grateful. I wish there was something I could do to make amends.”

The perfect entry to his next topic. Linking his fingers a bit more tightly with hers, he replied, “Your wish is granted.”

She shot him a wary look. “You want me to continue dancing for you, so you can keep putting yourself out as bait.”

“Yes, but there’s more. We need to up the stakes or this charade isn’t going to work. Both Alex and Carlton manhandled Annabelle—for want of a better term—and created a scene. That’s the next step. I think if we stage an altercation at Phoenix Club, it will trip this guy’s trigger. He’ll come after me.”

The fingers between his went stiff and still. He pulled his attention from the road briefly to see her reaction. Eyes full of fear and dread stared back at him.

Her concern warmed something inside him, deep in his chest, even as her reluctance made him want to tear out his hair. After steering the Land Cruiser through a turn and onto his stree