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We watched Lucy swing one leg over my motorcycle and hop on like she was going to ride off without us and neither of us said a word, but we instantly headed down those stairs before she could get any crazy ideas.

These two were going to make me lose my shit on the daily and I honestly couldn’t think of any other way I’d rather live.

Lucy was mine and so was Liam.

I had no reason to hide anymore.

CHAPTER 31

Lucy

The meeting at the Taco Temple had gone surprisingly well. I’d honestly thought Nicolette Valor would be a lot meaner, but she’d been careful about her word choice, choosing only the most obvious issues that she knew would set off her son.

Liam was always ready to tear the world apart for me at the drop of a hat.

Others might find that annoying, but I thought it was endearing. And honestly, it made me feel safe. No matter what happened, I knew he and Cas would be there, ready to do whatever it took to protect me.

So I had to do whatever I could to protect them, and finding Gideon’s killer was my top priority.

Please take good care of my sons.

Nicolette Valor trusted me to do this – to find what no one else could so Liam didn’t end up just like his brother.

I pulled my phone out of my coat pocket as the elevator took us up to the sixty-ninth floor and selected one of my drives. Tapping the original blueprints for the building, I zoomed in on Liam’s floor first.

The door that led to his private bathroom also had a staircase that went from that floor to the seventieth. There was another room beyond that wall that had another elevator in it and something I didn’t know how to read, but I assumed it was another route you could use if the power went out.

Only two staircases had access to the top three floors and the one on the southern side of the building was used by the employees for their smoke breaks. There was also an access point up there to the seventieth floor.

If the killer had used Dane Valor to get into the Aegis Security’s computers, they could have used the roof to access the staircase on the northern side of the building that led directly to the president’s office – probably designed as another escape route to the helipad.

The elevator dinged and Liam led me out, hand on my waist so I didn’t have to look away from my phone.

“Secretary’s on vacation,” he informed me as he reached for the door to his office. “There shouldn’t be anyone else up here either.”

He didn’t ask me if I was sure about this, and I smiled as I swiped over to the seventieth floor to get another look at the layout of Gideon’s office. It was adorable how much Liam trusted me to do what needed to be done.

“Do you think the police missed something?” Liam headed straight for the door to his private bathroom, leading me through to the stairs that would take us up to where Cas and Frankie were waiting.

“I don’t think they missed any evidence, but I do think they missed something,” I admitted.

Exiting out of the blueprints, I selected the file with all the photos from the crime scene and followed him up the stairs.

“Typically, the scene of the crime holds all the clues one would need to figure out why the crime was committed, and by whom,” I explained. “In this day and age, it’s nearly impossible to commit the perfect crime.”

“Except somehow this guy got through all my security measures without deleting footage or looping it.” Liam sighed and ran his hand through his hair. “There’s no sign of them entering or leaving the building either.”

“As far as we’re aware,” I agreed. “Unsolved cases, or cases where the falsely accused take the fall for the crime, are all because of human errors. Clues were missed, lies were believed as truth, and evidence couldn’t be found. But it’s always somewhere.”

“And if it’s someone who works for you, it wouldn’t necessarily be obvious that something’s off when they leave the building,” Frankie explained.

I looked up to see her leaning against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest, waiting for us while Cas dug around in one of the breaker panels.

“I think I would notice someone scanning their badge around the time of the murder, wouldn’t you?” Liam slipped his hands in his pockets and I could tell he was still on edge.

Frankie shook her head and looked over to see what Cas was doing. “Not necessarily. This person has access to your servers and your security system. I’d say it would be obvious if they hadn’t planned to kill your brother, but this is all far too meticulous to be a spur-of-the-moment decision.”

Liam didn’t say anything to that, and I leaned into him as I flipped through the crime scene photos.

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