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“Do you want her belongings?” Nurse Molly asked me. “I was trying to search her purse for an emergency contact but couldn’t find anything. I couldn’t access her phone either.”

“Yes, please.” Kaylee followed the nurse.

I requested a larger room for Vivian and didn’t give a damn how much it cost. Kaylee had a sleeping cot, and I had mine. I wouldn’t leave Vivian unattended. Ghost could return to finish the job if he knew she was still alive, and I didn’t trust anyone.

Knowing that Vivian would recover lifted a tremendous burden from me. Still, it would take her time to recover.

Where the fuck was Ghost?

While Kaylee slept in the visitor cot, I was still awake. I sat in the chair beside Vivian’s bed, looking at her. Losing blood had exhausted my baby. She looked so pale. The doctor had come in to check on her an hour ago and said all her vitals looked good. She should wake up tomorrow.

I sent Orion a message.

Arrow:Need your help locating Ghost.

Orion:Everything okay?

Arrow:He stabbed Vivian.

Orion:She okay?

Arrow:She’ll recover.

Orion:I’m on it. He’s probably heading to Europe.

Ghost had been working with people overseas. That could be his next hideout.

Arrow:Thanks.

Orion:You ready for Monaco?

Fucking hell.I scrubbed a hand down my face. The wine competition was in two weeks. CheckMate Red and CheckMate Black from my Bambooze Series were all set to go. But I’d recently started a new wine that needed one final touch. It wasn’t for the convention. It was for something more important, and I couldn’t wait for the world to see it.

I looked at Vivian, wondering if she would be well enough to attend the event with me.

Arrow:Yup. All set.

Orion:Three elite members confirmed their attendance.

Arrow:Who?

Orion:Governor Fenner, Judge Oliver Patterson, and Prince Allard.

What the fuck? I had wondered about their presence at the wine convention in Providence.

It turned out that Orion had been the anonymous person who had nominated my Bambooze wine for the competition.

Arrow:You wanted me in Monaco.

Orion:It’s the place for elites. They love wine.

Once the chat ended, I researched the three members. Governor Fenner described himself as a family man with three grown children. Supreme Court Judge Patterson was in his late seventies with grandchildren. As for Prince Allard, he was the adopted son of Prince Garnier, who was the current ruler of Monaco. Prince Allard didn’t get along with his brother, Prince Garnier II, who was the biological son of the present leader. Perhaps this conflict had sent him down the wrong path. Prince Allard had recently married a Hollywood actress and begun calling himself a family man.

Lies. All lies. These fuckers were hiding behind the façade of a loving family man while committing evil crimes behind it. I wanted the world to know their shit.

My mind swirled at how to bring their dirty laundry out to the public.

Vivian made a noise, and I turned to see her looking at me.