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s glittering beyond the windows. I took a slow sip of whiskey, savo

d sent to Estela sat unansw

e needed space, not a

ablet-a custom program monitoring Jaimen's social circle in

Texts, calls-a digital storm

probably thought she was crying somewhere, wai

t know h

I

first appeared at his side. I saw the steel beneath th

Sullivan, my lawy

hrough, laced with amusement. "I just got wor

e smirk on my face wid

ch for Estela," Leo reported. "I've alrea

d my plans, the only person

hing. I want Jaimen running in circles,

oing for the throat. Is this still about him st

ld. "It's not j

aving Estela and n

this one from a discreet camera I'd had i

her shoulders squared as she walke

't go back to the Hicks' place. That hou

information, was currently scouring bars a

moned back to the Blackburn estate by his mother, Judith. Th

fice window, imagining her in there. Calm,

anted to storm over there, scoop her up, and lock

uldn't.

ect. I needed her to wal

one: "Jaimen thinks Tessa tippe

ad him even furth

lready on the next move. Estela wouldn't

e light in her office was still on

up, put on her coat, an

he camera feed as she exited the

my driver, who was parked a

s later, the

The Blackb

black suit. "Chris," I said into my personal comms, calling my as