ybach on the ride home wa

acket. She kept her eyes closed, pretending to sleep. She could feel C

He remembered the raw desperation in Karson's e

gs: Tear into Karson Cantrell's past. I want

instantly opened her eyes. She took off the jac

d her wrist and pulled her out of the

e penthouse, Isla turned

Curtiss

a f

night," Curtiss said, loosening his tie.

wide. "But... my

her. "I need to know you aren't having panic attacks o

it her lip and nodded, he

pitch black. They lay on opposite

asleep, she slipped out from under the covers. She grabbed her phone and c

d logged into the dark web. She m

arson Cantrell. Delete any mutual photos, event logs, or shared proj

y. Ghost replied: Give me two hours. It'll loo

bathroom doo

he shoved the phone deep

" Curtiss's rough voic

her skin look pale and clammy. She opened t

heavy sigh. He reached out, grabbed her waist

istening to his strong, steady heartbeat. The sheer

as in the gym, Isla checked her p

, K. Jennings stood in front of

it's completely empty," K. Jennings said. "So

paper. A slow, predatory s

iss whispered. "Call the ex-military cont

e hidden Verve headquarters. Kri

meeting tonight," Kristy said. "A

ambition. She had to secure the European ma