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- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
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- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- The Gift (excerpt)
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“Where they have to be.” I took a left turn and checked the map on the GPS system to make sure I was going in the right direction. My movement around the city had always been limited and my guards had always been somewhere around, even when I couldn’t see them, and I hadn’t been in the Ezzatis’ area at all before the day we attacked. When Hugo had been teaching me how to drive, we’d passed very close to that area, but that had been all.
“Aren’t you afraid I’m going to use this opportunity to do something?” James’ gaze was focused on me, and I wished he’d just look through the window or something.
“No.” My eyes briefly met his. “I don’t think you have a death wish right now, and I doubt you want to see your family die painfully. And slowly.” The corners of my lips quirked up.
All humor faded from his face, but he quickly recovered. “What did you do with my car?”
“It’s in the garage somewhere.”
“I thought you’d sell it.”
“I like pretty cars.” His Lamborghini was quite nice and I thought selling it would be a waste. We’d actually kept some of the cars we’d found, especially those that my men could use for something, and some had gone to their families as a reward. But I’d had a few destroyed too.
“I can see that. What did you do with my father’s favorite? I’m sure you know which one I mean.”
“It’s gone for good.”
He grimaced. “It was vintage.”
“I don’t care.” I pressed the button on the remote control I’d brought with me to open the gates, then pulled over into the driveway and parked in front of the main door of what used to be James’ home. The house was dark and calm, and once we got outside, James’ face was grave.
“No one’s watching over this place,” he said, his voice tinted with surprise.
“Why should we waste time guarding it? There’s nothing in there anyway. You’ll see.” I started for the door. After opening the slot with a keypad and a scanner next to the door, I pressed my finger to the scanner and punched in the code to unlock the door and disable the alarm. “We changed everything in the system, so this now only opens for me and mine,” I said. “If you’re wondering what happened to your father’s body...”
“I’m not,” he said before I could continue.