MAXIMILIAN'S POV"Paxton, tell me what you've got," I demanded. The auction was about to start, and my PI was late with the details I requested. Paxton held his phone in his hand, waiting impatiently for the email from Derek Russo. "Derek is so laid back, I don't understand why you didn't use Conner instead," Paxton shrugged. "I know Conner is more professional, but Derek has his ways of digging deep and going to whatever lengths he must go to get the information needed," I stated calmly even though I was panicking on the instead. Paxton refreshed the page. "It's here, finally," he beamed."OK, open it and tell me what it says," I requested, my heart beating fast inside my rib cage. I watched Pax's eyes roam the e-mail while his lips mimed whatever was in the report. His face went pale making my heart speed up even more. "I don't like that look on your face. What is it?" I asked. "Trouble," was all he said as he handed me the phone. "Read it yourself." "Let me see," I snatched th
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