Page 99 of Accidental Mile High Vows

He practically runs from the room.

I sit in the silence afterward, staring at the broken pen pieces and the ink bleeding across the table. Dmitri Kozlov has been gathering information about Savannah. Her routines, her locations, her vulnerabilities. And he’s been using people like Torres and Mason to do it.

Two weeks, I told Silas. Two weeks to watch Mason and find the connection.

But the connection is already here. Kozlov is orchestrating this. Using desperate men and corrupt politicians to get close to my wife.

I pull out my phone and call Silas. “Change of plans. I want surveillance on everyone who’s had contact with Dmitri Kozlov in the past six months. Politicians, businessmen, anyone. I want to know who he’s recruiting and what he’s planning.”

“That’s a lot of people, boss.”

“I don’t care. Do it.” I look at my ink-stained hand. “And double Savannah’s security. No one gets close to her without going through three of our men first.”

“What about Mason?”

“Keep watching him. But if he makes any move toward her, any move at all, you put him down. No warning. No second chances.”

“Understood.”

I hang up and head home. The penthouse is quiet when I arrive, lights dimmed. I find Savannah in bed, awake but not reading or watching anything. Just lying there, staring at the ceiling.

“Hey.” I sit on the edge of the bed. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I want this day to be over.”

“It is over. And Mason won’t get near you again.”

“You can’t promise that.”

“Yes, I can.” I take her hand, careful of the bruises. “I’ve doubled your security. Changed your routines. Mason won’t know where you are or when you’re vulnerable.”

“He found me today.”

“I know. And we’re figuring out how. But it won’t happen again.”

She turns to look at me. “You’re going to kill him, aren’t you?”

I don’t answer immediately. I can’t lie to her, but I can’t tell her everything either.

“If he comes near you again, yes.”

“Good.” Her voice is steady. “Because I’m tired of being scared. Tired of looking over my shoulder. I just want to feel safe.”

“You are safe. With me, you’re always safe.”

She moves my hand to her stomach. “We’re counting on that,” she says softly.

I lean down and kiss her forehead. “I won’t let anything happen to you. Either of you. I promise.”

My enemies are coming for my family. Using desperate men and insider information to get close.

Two weeks, I told Silas.

But I don’t think we have two weeks.

I think the war is already here.

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