She is ready

Chloe kept pressing. Kade delivered more breadcrumbs: a reservation at an exclusive suite in a little boutique hotel, the name on the reservation matching the shell company. Images of a discreet meeting: a frail figure inside, tea ordered, the hush of voices. One grain at a time, the picture sharpened.

Chloe’s chest simmered with a complicated hunger. Vindication would be messy. But if the Langfords wanted a war, she would not be the one to retreat. She had a reputation to ...