”
She shook her head sadly, and she would n’ t say another word. The car stopped, and David came around to open the door .“ Please , ” she said, as Alex set one foot out .“ Please. Do n’ t do this. They wo n’ t understand. The children do n’ t even know. They were adopted. They have no idea what the y’ re caught up in. I ca n’t— I do n’ t want to turn their lives upside down like that. I do n’ t want the media to know who they are. Philip had n’ t even managed to notice them yet. Please. Let someone grow up without his influence. W e’ ll take care of this ourselves . ” Her hand closed over his arm, a white band of steel around his darker wrist .“ Please . ”
He glanced up at David, at the impassive, professional stare. The man was n’ t looking into the car, was n’ t looking at them at all. He felt the pleading in Cind y’ s voice. He sighed, resignedly. He did n’ t know, not for sure. And the woman was right. Olivia was not the kind of person who would be pursued by the police, not in New York City. He needed to figure out Phili p’ s journal and go to the police with hard evidence. Nothing else would make any kind of difference.
He pulled his foot back inside the car. David blinked twice, a little fast, and then closed the door. Alex glanced at his phone; it was 8:30 .“ I have a meeting at nine , ” he said .“ You have until then to convince me we can fix this without the police being involved . ”
“ Thank you , ” she said. Her eyes gleamed.
All he could do was hope and pray that he was making the right choice.
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CHAPTER ONE
Alex hadn ’t ever really understood the phrase ‘with a heavy heart’ before he walked into the AEGIS offices that morning. For the first time since his father had died, he saw a path to victory, a way to turn his inheritance from a millstone around his neck into a corporation that he would be proud to be a part of. But someone was working against him.
It wasn’t a new sensation, not really. Throughout his life, it had felt like someone was always working against him. It was funny, even to him. He was sensible enough to know that he’d led an incredibly privileged life. He’d never had to worry about food, or clothing, or whether or not he’d have a roof over his head for another night. He’d been spared the worst of the world’s prejudices because he had enough money and status to compensate for the color of his skin. But sometimes he thought he’d merely traded in one set of difficulties for another.
He’d watched Cindy driving away in his car, the driver instructed to take her to her law firm. Her skin tone had gone gray with misery, but she hadn’t shed a single tear. He wouldn’t have wanted to grieve the loss of his sister in front of a stranger, either. For all of their blood connection, they knew nothing about each other, not really. Each of them was taking a risk in trusting the other.
The only thing that gave him any peace at all was that Claire should be safe from whatever purge was occurring around him. He ran the risk of losing strangers, and that was sad and unfortunate, but it wasn’t the possibility of losing someone he’d been taking care of since he was a kid. But still, someone was committing murder, and the only connection between the two people who’d been killed was his father.
As the elevator rose towards his floor, he felt like his heart was struggling to beat, like his chest was just a little bit too tight. He wondered if even he had the power to stop this thing from happening.
He forced himself to push away the worry and the concern. He had an appointment with two of his father’s old business partners from the weapons trade in the Far East. The fact that they’d asked to meet with him together made him concerned. In his experience, that sort
She shook her head sadly, and she would n’ t say another word. The car stopped, and David came around to open the door .“ Please , ” she said, as Alex set one foot out .“ Please. Do n’ t do this. They wo n’ t understand. The children do n’ t even know. They were adopted. They have no idea what the y’ re caught up in. I ca n’t— I do n’ t want to turn their lives upside down like that. I do n’ t want the media to know who they are. Philip had n’ t even managed to notice them yet. Please. Let someone grow up without his influence. W e’ ll take care of this ourselves . ” Her hand closed over his arm, a white band of steel around his darker wrist .“ Please . ”
He glanced up at David, at the impassive, professional stare. The man was n’ t looking into the car, was n’ t looking at them at all. He felt the pleading in Cind y’ s voice. He sighed, resignedly. He did n’ t know, not for sure. And the woman was right. Olivia was not the kind of person who would be pursued by the police, not in New York City. He needed to figure out Phili p’ s journal and go to the police with hard evidence. Nothing else would make any kind of difference.
He pulled his foot back inside the car. David blinked twice, a little fast, and then closed the door. Alex glanced at his phone; it was 8:30 .“ I have a meeting at nine , ” he said .“ You have until then to convince me we can fix this without the police being involved . ”
“ Thank you , ” she said. Her eyes gleamed.
All he could do was hope and pray that he was making the right choice.
Read on for an excerpt from the sizzling sequel
Available Now! FREE for Kindle Unlimited customers
CHAPTER ONE
Alex hadn ’t ever really understood the phrase ‘with a heavy heart’ before he walked into the AEGIS offices that morning. For the first time since his father had died, he saw a path to victory, a way to turn his inheritance from a millstone around his neck into a corporation that he would be proud to be a part of. But someone was working against him.
It wasn’t a new sensation, not really. Throughout his life, it had felt like someone was always working against him. It was funny, even to him. He was sensible enough to know that he’d led an incredibly privileged life. He’d never had to worry about food, or clothing, or whether or not he’d have a roof over his head for another night. He’d been spared the worst of the world’s prejudices because he had enough money and status to compensate for the color of his skin. But sometimes he thought he’d merely traded in one set of difficulties for another.
He’d watched Cindy driving away in his car, the driver instructed to take her to her law firm. Her skin tone had gone gray with misery, but she hadn’t shed a single tear. He wouldn’t have wanted to grieve the loss of his sister in front of a stranger, either. For all of their blood connection, they knew nothing about each other, not really. Each of them was taking a risk in trusting the other.
The only thing that gave him any peace at all was that Claire should be safe from whatever purge was occurring around him. He ran the risk of losing strangers, and that was sad and unfortunate, but it wasn’t the possibility of losing someone he’d been taking care of since he was a kid. But still, someone was committing murder, and the only connection between the two people who’d been killed was his father.
As the elevator rose towards his floor, he felt like his heart was struggling to beat, like his chest was just a little bit too tight. He wondered if even he had the power to stop this thing from happening.
He forced himself to push away the worry and the concern. He had an appointment with two of his father’s old business partners from the weapons trade in the Far East. The fact that they’d asked to meet with him together made him concerned. In his experience, that sort
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