Back The Hunt
Chapters (37)
  1. Cover
  2. PROLOGUE
  3. CHAPTER 1
  4. CHAPTER 2
  5. CHAPTER 3
  6. CHAPTER 4
  7. CHAPTER 5
  8. CHAPTER 6
  9. CHAPTER 7
  10. CHAPTER 8
  11. CHAPTER 9
  12. CHAPTER 10
  13. CHAPTER 11
  14. CHAPTER 12
  15. CHAPTER 13
  16. CHAPTER 14
  17. CHAPTER 15
  18. CHAPTER 16
  19. CHAPTER 17
  20. CHAPTER 18
  21. CHAPTER 19
  22. CHAPTER 20
  23. CHAPTER 21
  24. CHAPTER 22
  25. CHAPTER 23
  26. CHAPTER 24
  27. CHAPTER 25
  28. CHAPTER 26
  29. CHAPTER 27
  30. CHAPTER 28
  31. CHAPTER 29
  32. CHAPTER 30
  33. CHAPTER 31
  34. CHAPTER 32
  35. CHAPTER 33
  36. CHAPTER 34
  37. About the Publisher

“Baby, I’m going to India and picking Sanjay up personally. If Devek wants to remain alive, he won’t fuck with me. This time, I promise you I won’t miss.”

“Are you really going?”

“I promised Sanjay’s … guardians … a big final payout. Until I get the boy in my hands, they won’t get it.”

“Thank you for everything, Christopher. I can’t tell you how much …” I smiled through tears. “Can I come with you?”

“Absolutely not!” Chris snapped back. “I’ve got contacts there, but I’m still a stranger in a foreign country. If those guys get their hands on you, they’ll bleed me dry.” He got up. “The lawyers are going to be here in a few hours. They’ll explain everything.”

“I’ll write down any questions I have.”

“You can write whatever you want, but you have to sign this contract. I can’t go back and start renegotiating anything. It’ll just delay things and piss people off. If I fucked something up, you’ll have to live with it. I did the best I could.”

“Thank you again.” My voice was still quiet. “Chris?”

“What?”

“Why didn’t you ever remarry?”

He regarded me as if I were an alien. “I’ve got a vault filled with cash, I’ve got the best business in the world, I’ve got pussy and ass whenever I want and however I want, I’ve got all the toys and shit. Why would I marry some whiny-ass bitch who’ll take my money and give me headaches?”

I said, “There are a lot of nice women out there.”

“I’m sure there are. I’m not interested in nice.” A pause. “No putdown to you. You’re very nice.” He furrowed his brow. Then he said, “I think you’re asking me if I could ever love another woman. The answer is no. One love of my life is enough, thank you very much.” He looked at me pointedly. “With you, I don’t have to explain myself. Which makes you easy.” Another pause. “You’re also … I shouldn’t tell you this. It’ll swell your head. But you’re good in bed.”

That was a first. Never heard that from him before. Not that he ever complained.

His eyes got far away. “I’ve been with a lot of women.”

I raised my eyebrows. “I’m aware of that.”