at cross-legged on the couch, scrolling through travel blogs on her laptop. The soft golden glow of

table, disrupting her thoughts.

icked it up. "Hey,

ough, tinged with both relief

ned. "What k

hough bracing himself. "And befo

the couch cushions. "That

's flying to Saint Martin tomorrow. He's got this insane deal he's

mething you had no business doing?"

travel. It's a long flight; there's a ton of walking involved

s in her brother's voice. She sighed, so

place," Pete said, his v

up straigh

dealt with way tougher people than Justin. It's not forever-just a few days. You'll ke

ked, stunned

Pete p

inally said. "Please t

serious. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important. This deal

firmly. "I don't know anything about corp

e who can stay calm under pressure and keep him on track.

Addison said, though she couldn't ign

desperation. "If I let Justin down, I could lose this

als with a single-minded determination that sometimes landed him in messes like this. But he was also her brother-the one who

an't go?" she

the crutches and the painkillers, I'd be useless. Justin doesn'

r resolve wavering. "What

verything is in place, keep him focused, and, uh

lity," Addis

ete admitted. "But you're

instinct told her to say no, to avoid entangling herself in whatever high-stakes chaos Pet

aid finally.

sounded almos

retting the words. "But only because you

ief in his voice palpable. "I p

er," Addiso

d determination. She didn't know much about Justin Ross, but from what little Pete ha

vements slow and deliberate. Her quiet life was about to collide with the ruthless

certain: she cou