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Silence.

“He didn’t come here alone either, Dean,” I say flatly.

“I didn’t… Tobias, I’ll talk to Carl.” There’s regret behind his voice.

“Don’t bother. I think he got the message to stay away from here and from me. But just a head’s up. Once I’m done with this job. I’m putting in my notice.”

“What? You can’t.”

“I can. And you shouldn’t be too surprised with my decision,” I explain, glancing toward the house.

“I’m not. But, please, Tobias, rethink leaving,” Dean says earnestly. “Don’t let my asshole brother put a wedge between us.”

“I’ll think about it, Dean. But right now, there’s something else I’m calling about.”

“What is it?”

“What did you find out on Laney Turner?”

“The assistant?”

“Yeah.”

“Why? She isn’t a suspect… Or should she be?”

“I don’t know why but she’s giving me vibes. I can’t explain it. Just run a deeper check on her.”

“Alright. Hale will be on it. Also, giving you a head’s up. I’ll be sending Cal, Fig, and Dom your way. They’ll meet you and the rest of the team Thursday in Black Rock.”

“Fine.”

“Tobias, we’re not done with our conversation.”

“I have to go, Dean. Don’t want to leave the client alone too long.” I hang up, and my lips draw up into a smile at the thought of Dean swearing at his phone. He hates it when people hang up on him, but he does the same damn thing.

I shove both phones into the side pocket of my sweats and walk back knowing the I have to take Danny out of here.

The problem is where.

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

Danny

I drop my bags by the entrance and then flop down on the couch. I’m annoyed and frustrated more at myself than at Tobias.

However, I’m still angry at him for making me feel wanted and then casting me aside like I’m nothing. Tobias swept the proverbial rug out from under me, taking away my hope for a relationship.

Stupid, I know. But I can’t help what my heart wants. And it wants Tobias. But he doesn’t want me.

Then why did he fuck me? Why did he make me feel desired? Why did I let him in?

“Ugh!” The second the answer to the last question pops into my head, I hate myself for thinking it.

I’m falling for my bodyguard. And I can’t do anything about it.

I suddenly feel ill for being in this situation—for not being strong enough to avoid the temptation of Tobias Grant.

He made it clear there’s nothing between us. So I need to protect my heart. And as much as I’ll miss his touch, I need to stay out of his bed.