Dangerous Attraction: Part Three (Aegis Group) by Sidney Bristol Page A

going in her stomach.
    “Yeah. You like him.”
    “I do.”
    “Grayson doesn’t like him.”
    “Do I want to know why?” Just the little Travis had said about Grayson’s career left big questions in her head.
    “Some other time.” Wendy waved her hand. “So, what is it you’re going to do?”
    “I...don’t know yet. I like him.” Love, was more accurate, but she knew that would sound crazy to anyone else. They loved each other, and she wasn’t going to let that go.
    “He likes you, too.”
    “How do you know?”
    “He rescued you.”
    “He rescued us.”
    “Carlos and I were a bonus. He went in there for you. That’s how I knew Grayson was the one. I was at that party you told me not to go to, got drunk, and there he was.” Wendy shook her head.
    “What? You mean you didn’t meet Grayson in the library like you told Mom and Dad?” Bliss mock gasped. Oh man, did she remember the stories from that night.
    “The last thing they want to hear is how I puked my guts up and he held my hair.”
    They laughed, a myriad of memories brightening up the otherwise bittersweet day.
    “You were so in love with him. I mean, from day one, it was there.” Bliss shook her head.
    “Which is why I can say, with confidence, don’t let this one go. If you don’t love him already, you’re going to.” Wendy crossed her arms, eyes twinkling. “Do you want to slip out? Head home?”
    “God, yes. I’m exhausted, and all these people...” She shuddered.
    “I don’t blame you, but this is my house so I can’t run away. I’ll go get Travis. Someone drove your car back here, didn’t they?”
    “Yeah, Jade did. I have the keys.” She patted her pocket.
    “I’ll send Travis out with your coat.”
    Wendy opened the pantry door and left. Bliss wrapped her arms around herself and stared at the floor.
    They were going to be okay. Wendy, Carlos, and her. They were going to make it. Now, she just had to convince a brooding, sexy man to spend extra time with her.
    “Jade. Travis.”
    Travis glanced up from his phone. Ryan jerked his head. The tense set of his lips, the one clenched fist...they didn’t bode well. What other bad news could they get? Did Daniel Campbell have a sick, twisted twin brother? Or a partner they didn’t know about?
    Both Jade and Travis followed Ryan through the throng of people into the office. It was still decked out with all their information from trying to catch Daniel. Now, would they be after another ghost?
    Dmitri closed the door behind them and leaned against the wall.
    “What is it?” Jade asked.
    “Lali has made her initial pass through Daniel’s files,” Ryan said.
    “And?”
    “We know he was in contact with the person called Black Widow. The same one we think TBKiller was taking orders from.”
    Travis’ stomach dropped. It was the connection he’d been asked to look into. To see if these murders matched up with other copy cats, if the feds had a case to add to the potential list of Killer Club members.
    “There appears to have been some correspondence. Lali sent it over.” Ryan turned his tablet around to display a page of text.
    “What’s it say?” Travis asked. If there was another danger to Bliss or his sister Emma, he needed to know. The reach of a couple of psychopaths wouldn’t be that great. He could get them out of the country, set them up somewhere safe. Thailand had always been his first option for laying low. Take them deep enough, and no one would find them. No one but him.
    “Essentially Daniel petitioned for membership over six years ago, but the emails go back further. Around the time the first blonde woman disappeared. He claims to have been inspired by a sixteenth-century German serial killer who would kill people traveling deep in the forests and hide their bodies in caves.”
    “Christman Genipperteinga?” Jade reached for the tablet. “That doesn’t quite fit.”
    “Who?” Travis glanced between the two.
    “He murdered almost a thousand