“Scarlett, this is my workplace!”

“You want to talk about professional workplace behavior right now, when it’s very clear there is something going on between you and Mr. Tall, Dark, Handsome, and Insanely Wealthy?”

Harlow grabbed her sister’s arm and dragged her into Easton’s office.

He followed and closed the door behind them.

“Scarlett spoke with Dad,” Harlow told him.

“Ah,” Easton said. “I told you, you should’ve told her.”

Harlow shot him a look. “No one likes a know-it-all.”

He smiled.

Scarlett blinked. “Oh, well, I totally get it, Harlow.”

Harlow sighed. “He cooks, too.”

Her sister got a dreamy look on her face.

Harlow cleared her throat. “We need to talk about Dad—”

The door opened and Vander strode in. “Hey.”

Easton lifted a hand.

“Morning,” Harlow said. “Uh, sorry about proclaiming my undying love for you the other night.”

Vander’s lips twitched. “You were cute.”

Her sister made a sound. “Are you collecting hot guys, Harlow? And you somehow failed to mention this to me?”

She shot her sister a look. “Scarlett, this is Vander Norcross, Easton’s brother. Vander, my sister, Scarlett.”

Vander nodded.

Scarlett dropped into a chair, a hand to her chest. “Hi.”

Then Vander’s face hardened. “I have bad news.”

Harlow stiffened. She couldn’t breathe. Easton slid an arm around her.

“Things are heating up. I haven’t found your father, but Rhoda is done being patient. That also means that Antoine has stepped up his game to find your father. If we don’t find him first…”

Scarlett gasped.

Harlow closed her eyes and leaned into Easton. Oh, God.

* * *

Easton sat Harlow in a chair. She looked shaky, but her chin lifted. Facing her problems head on.

Scarlett looked pale and pissed.

“Rhoda knows we’re looking for Carlson and the dagger, but she has a reputation to keep,” Vander said.

Easton nodded. “If she comes across soft, others who owe her money will step out of line.”

Vander lifted his chin. “She’s already had a couple of people pushing the boundaries.”

“God, I’m going to kill Dad.” Scarlett’s voice was shaky.

“Rhoda wants your father, dead or alive,” Vander said.

With a cry, the sisters grabbed each other, hugging each other tight.

“And Antoine doesn’t want to lose out here. He’s put more men on the street to find your father, too.”

“Fuck.” Easton gripped Harlow’s shoulder. “It’ll be a war.”

Harlow reached up and grabbed his hand tightly.

“And that means Carlson’s family could be targets,” Vander said. “A way to draw him out. They know Harlow’s off-limits, but they could get desperate.”

“What about mom?” Harlow said. “And Scarlett?”

“I sent Rome out to watch your mom,” Vander said.

“Thank you, Vander,” she said shakily.

Easton and Vander shared a look. Easton nodded his thanks.

“And Scarlett?” Harlow hugged her sister.