CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE

But it was already too late.

It was clear to Bree the moment she stepped into the living room that something had gone horribly wrong while she'd been sleeping.

If only she knew what.

He looked do distant from her, do different from the man she'd been with just the other night and it scared the shit out of her.

His eyes were cold and he looked to have been up through the night.....drinking.

Ryder wasn't a heavy drinker for all she knew.

All she knew.....what did she even know about the man except that he was loaded, a target of her father's, and he'd told her he loves her.

The man that had said those words to her just hours ago was the one she was looking for as she watched him from where she stood, frozen to her spot.

But somehow, he was gone, totally disappeared without a trace, leaving this angry shell of a man in its place.

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Ryder had left the room last night in the heat of all the thoughts that were running t