Chapters (23)
- Cover
- Praise for the
- Titles by Lexi Blake
- Dedication
- prologue
- chapter one
- chapter two
- chapter three
- chapter four
- chapter five
- chapter six
- chapter seven
- chapter eight
- chapter nine
- chapter ten
- chapter eleven
- chapter twelve
- chapter thirteen
- chapter fourteen
- epilogue
- acknowledgments
- about the author
- What’s next onyour reading list?
His phone rang and he glanced down at the number before sliding his finger across the screen to accept the call. This was why he’d wanted Jane away from her desk. Though he was taking this call on his personal cell, Jane often walked in on him without knocking, and this wasn’t a call he wanted overheard.
“Remy, thank you for calling me back.”
Remy Guidry’s voice came over the line with a deep chuckle. “Well, when you said you needed personal security services, I’ll admit I was intrigued. Is Quaid finally making good on his promise of revenge for our last poker tournament?”
“I need a private investigator.”
“Don’t you have connections to one?” Remy’s tone had lost its joking nature. “You have an in-house investigator, right?”
The only thing his in-house “investigator” did was work with HR to run security checks. He was also one of Rene’s second cousins. Rene didn’t trust him to handle what he needed now, but Remy was beyond reproach. “I can’t trust him with this. I can’t have gossip.”
Remy had spent years in the Navy SEALs, and when he’d gotten out, he’d worked for a security firm in Dallas that had a sterling reputation.
“All right. Tell me what you need. If I can do it, I’ll handle it for you,” Remy replied. “If I can’t, I’ll find someone who will.”
“It’s about Louis. I need you to do a deep dive on him.”
There was silence on the line for a moment before Remy came back. “I thought you were going to ask me about Charles.”
He had file after file on Charles. He knew his enemy. It was time to figure out who his friend was. “Louis is developing a relationship with my mother that makes me nervous.”
“Developing a relationship? I thought they were lifelong friends.”
“I’m worried it’s becoming a romantic relationship.” He hadn’t seen it at all until Sylvie had pointed it out, but it was obvious something was going on this morning. His mother had been holding Louis’s hand when Rene had walked in, and she’d moved slightly away as though she hadn’t wanted her son to see her so close.
And though he did see the logic his wife had pointed out about Louis not being the person who’d left the bid behind, he wasn’t completely willing to cross him off the list of suspects.