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Time for another subject change. “Did you always want to be a Detective?”Alaric gave a little half smile. “I used to work as a bodyguard for a while, but I don’t do a lot of personal protection anymore. I guess this is a special case.” He winked at her, and damn if it wasn’t sexy as hell.“That didn’t answer my question,” she said, feeling her lips curve into a grin.“I don’t know.” His hand slid an inch up her leg. “I always kind of did the whole…watching out for others thing—like with my brothers. Just something that came naturally to me. I was the only one who could really pick what I wanted to do. My brother always played ball, since he was old enough to pick one up. The other was primed to take on our father’s business, but me? Yeah, I could do whatever.”Interested, she looked at him. “Did you go to college?”“I did. Are you surprised?”“No.” She knew he wasn’t just all brawn, even though she liked to say that. “What did you study? Kicking ass?”He laughed deeply, causing her g
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Disappointed, she hung up the phone. “Was that long enough?” she asked.“No.” Alaric made a face. “I just needed a few more seconds. However, I’m going to let Paul know he called you again. See if he can do more digging from his end.”She nodded. “Can’t he get in touch with my carrier and find out the caller’s number?”“They could. But most likely he either used a burner phone—one that’s untraceable—or blocked his number. What showed up on your caller ID?”“Unknown Caller.” She tried not to be too glum. “Which means he blocked his number, right?”“Probably.” Alaric didn’t appear too concerned. “Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out. He’s actually not the one I’m concerned with.”“What do you mean?”“He even admitted he’s not the one trying to hurt you, though he claims to know who is. I’m more worried about the guy who took out your window and tried messed up your things.”Put that way… “I agree.” She sounded worried now and all Alaric wanted to do was cheer her up. “You don’t have to wor
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Her lips tightened. “Since when do you give orders around here? I know it's your house, but I was Christopher's campaign manager and personal assistant and one of the few people he trusted implicitly.”“Good for you,” Alaric drawled. “I’m sure that’s why you won’t tell us about Chris.”Chloe met his stare with one of her own. “Tell me what you know. I can confirm or deny any misinformation.”Suppressing a flash of anger, Vanessa set her cup down with a loud thunk. “I’ve had enough,” she said, noting the surprise flash in Chloe's eyes. “What’s with the secrecy? Christopher is dead. Why protect his secrets now?”“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Chloe drew herself up. “And I’m offended that you would treat me as if I am hiding something.”Both Alaric and Paul watched the two women with interest. Vanessa would have said more if Paul hadn’t been present. For now, she decided to let it go. “Thank you for all your help,” she told Chloe. “I really appreciate it. This has been a stres
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Vanessa looked down. When she raised her head, her expression was stubborn. “I’m not letting anyone keep chasing me out of my own home,” she said. “I'm tired of it. I’ve done nothing wrong or illegal, and if my husband stole money, I didn’t know anything about it.”Paul sighed. “I know. But even if you are totally innocent in all this, do you really think that makes a difference to the bad guys?”Vanessa's proud expression fell. For a moment, she appeared shattered, devastated by the horrible possibility Paul outlined. Alaric had to suppress a surge of anger at Paul. While he understood—and even respected—the man’s reasoning, he hated seeing Vanessa hurt. Even for her own good.“Nothing will happen to me,” she declared, her voice steady and strong. “Alaric will make sure of that.”Alaric felt like he’d been punched in the gut. Paul's gaze swung to him before landing back on Vanessa. “What if they kill Alaric?” Paul asked, the coldness in his voice giving the words extra impact. “Do yo
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“But these are for you.” He headed toward her, placing them on the desk. “Careful. They’re heavy.”Her eyes scanned the roses and tiny white flowers as she stood there in a stupor. She didn’t see a card, but she hadn’t realized that in time. The deliveryman was already gone.Sitting down slowly, she stared at the magnificent, beautiful display of roses. This…this had to cost a pretty penny and she couldn’t even fathom who’d sent them to her. Surely it could not be…She was still staring at the roses when she heard Anita's gasp from her open office door. “Holy crap, that’s a lot of roses,” she said, hurrying closer to the desk to inspect them."How are you always around when things like this happen?" Vanessa grumbled. Anita ignored her comment. She was still inspecting the flowers. Her wide eyes met Vanessa's. “Does this have anything to do with who’s on his way up the elevator?”Vanessa stiffened, half afraid. “Who’s coming up the elevator?”“One incredibly sexy Detective Alaric Harp
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Left panting and scattered, she watched him stalk toward her door. Was he leaving? Nope. He shut the door and locked it, then faced her. The hunger in the tight line of his full, expressive lips and the heavily hooded look to his eyes stole her breath.She stood, her legs weak. “Alaric, what are you doing?”“No talking,” he growled, prowling around the corner of her desk.Her eyes widened as he pulled her chair back. “Excuse me? No talking? Who in the fuck—?” she began. His mouth was on hers once more, but this kiss… Good God, she’d never been kissed like this before. Thoughts of random roses vanished in an instant. It was like he was staking a claim, marking her as his with his mouth and tongue. She had no idea how that was possible, but she felt claimed. Knew that she was. There was no fighting it, not when his tongue rolled over hers as he pulled her against him. She could feel his erection burning hot against her belly, pushing through layers of clothing.Alaric broke off the int
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For a moment, she considered not answering, but then, she was done hiding from reality. She’d face this head-on.“I hope you liked those flowers I sent,” the caller said. “See how easy it is for me to get you there? It doesn't matter if you have that boy toy following you around. Now, I want my money.”“I want my proof,” Vanessa replied, hoping that she sounded brave enough. “It seems like you might be having trouble coming up with that.”“Ask Christopher's assistant for the ledger. The other ledger, the one he keeps locked in the safe behind his desk. That’s where you’ll find your proof.”She took a deep breath. “Was Chloe in on this with him?”“She knew. Whether or not she received a cut, I have no idea. But it’s probably likely she did, as money to keep her mouth shut. If she knows where the three million is, I would be surprised if she doesn’t take it and try to run.”Wincing, Vanessa shook her head. It was bad enough to learn that the man she’d thought was an upstanding— if remot
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“Drug cartels? Money laundering?” Chloe shook her head, her voice full of simmering anger. “How could you possibly believe Christopher was capable of such awful, illegal things? He was an upstanding business leader with political aspirations. He would never have done anything that might jeopardize his chance of becoming governor! He believed in what he was doing and wanted to make a difference.”Vanessa couldn’t tell if the other woman truly believed her words or had become a damn fine actress. “Whether you like it or not, it would appear Christopher was involved in all this,” Vanessa began. Their catfish arrived just then, and she had to wait until the waitress left before continuing. “I have someone making threats and demanding this missing money. Christopher cleaned out our joint bank account before he was killed. Someone shot out my back window and ruined my car and apartment. So don’t sit there and try to make me believe you’re completely in the dark. You were Christopher's assis
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