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Story: Broken Brutal Hearts
Offering her a little information could be one way to ferret out more from her. I beckoned her a little closer, bracing myself against the deeper flare of attraction that rose up when she was standing only a few feet away.
“I’ve been making the rounds,” I said quietly. “Chatted up Griffin and our guy who made it out of the shootout with the Nobles alive, Mick.”
Her eyes lit up with interest. “Did they have anything interesting to say?”
I couldn’t read anything specific into that question. Of course she’d want to know.
I grimaced. “We definitely need to put Griffin back in his place. But from what Mick said, the guy is only taking advantage of the new animosity toward the Nobles. He didn’t incite the trouble. It sounds like he probably wouldn’t have realized that deal was even happening to interfere with it.”
Anthea hummed to herself, a faint furrow forming in her brow. She studied me. “Did Mick seem to mind you asking about the deal?” she asked.
Why would she think he might? Or had she just heard about his frustration over the losses? It was a little odd that she’d be concerned about a guy she barely knew, though.
I shook my head, keeping my confusion to myself. “Not at all. I know he’s torn up about what happened, but he’s always kept it professional. He’d do whatever he can to help us recover.”
Her eyebrows rose slightly. “You trust him a lot.”
“Sure. He’s been with the family for ages. Never hesitated in the line of duty.” I gave a light laugh. “And Dad started giving him a cut of every deal he handles, so he’s making a good living out of us too.”
I couldn’t tell what Anthea made of that information, but she didn’t look totally happy about it. “Why are you asking?” I added abruptly.
She waved her hand dismissively, her fingertips grazing my arm for just long enough to set off fresh sparks. “Oh, I just thought I should make sure, since he is so involved. This Griffin guy seems like the bigger problem.”
Yes, he was. But I still wasn’t completely convinced that the woman in front of me wasn’t the biggest problem of all.
“I’ve been making the rounds,” I said quietly. “Chatted up Griffin and our guy who made it out of the shootout with the Nobles alive, Mick.”
Her eyes lit up with interest. “Did they have anything interesting to say?”
I couldn’t read anything specific into that question. Of course she’d want to know.
I grimaced. “We definitely need to put Griffin back in his place. But from what Mick said, the guy is only taking advantage of the new animosity toward the Nobles. He didn’t incite the trouble. It sounds like he probably wouldn’t have realized that deal was even happening to interfere with it.”
Anthea hummed to herself, a faint furrow forming in her brow. She studied me. “Did Mick seem to mind you asking about the deal?” she asked.
Why would she think he might? Or had she just heard about his frustration over the losses? It was a little odd that she’d be concerned about a guy she barely knew, though.
I shook my head, keeping my confusion to myself. “Not at all. I know he’s torn up about what happened, but he’s always kept it professional. He’d do whatever he can to help us recover.”
Her eyebrows rose slightly. “You trust him a lot.”
“Sure. He’s been with the family for ages. Never hesitated in the line of duty.” I gave a light laugh. “And Dad started giving him a cut of every deal he handles, so he’s making a good living out of us too.”
I couldn’t tell what Anthea made of that information, but she didn’t look totally happy about it. “Why are you asking?” I added abruptly.
She waved her hand dismissively, her fingertips grazing my arm for just long enough to set off fresh sparks. “Oh, I just thought I should make sure, since he is so involved. This Griffin guy seems like the bigger problem.”
Yes, he was. But I still wasn’t completely convinced that the woman in front of me wasn’t the biggest problem of all.
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