outside the Strong Group building. She raised

pulled out her phone. She dialed

professional female voice

n," Adeline said.

front on Fifth Avenue. A woman in a sharp gray suit stood by the door, flan

ford. Righ

house styling suite. The space was massive, lined with mirr

worked with royalty, gasped when he saw

elvet sofa. "I need armor. I a

ree racks of haute couture. Adeline dismissed the lace, the tul

ruthless-a plunging V-neck that dipped to

over her skin, molding perfectly to her hips and waist. It felt li

low breath. "I

of her neck. He opened a leather box and lifted out a necklace. It was a string o

ng back was sharp, dangerous, and dripping with w

The stylist swiped it through the terminal. The machine beeped instant

d. He looked at the screen. It was an alert from his secon

ficient Funds. Attempted pu

red thousand dollars of his cash. She was not broke-she was walking around with his money, and the thought made his fingers curl white around the phone. He threw his he

pe. "Tonight, she will show up wearing stolen money. I am going to hav

ellite phone from her bag-the device Alistair had left in her possession, its numb

ng a party tonight.

st her index finger. Cade Kramer had eyes everywhere

let the makeup artist apply a c

, the satellite p

tairs. Bla

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shoulders and walked out of the sui

d down halfway. Cade sat in the back, his face half-hidden

bies, the red lips. The muscles in his jaw tightened

t onto the pavement. He stood in front of her,

hes from her ear. "You look l

p and adjusted the lapel of his dark sui

s around hers, his grip firm and hot. He gu

oof cabin. The air instantly grew heavy, thick with th

ding silently through the Manhattan night,