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“They’re trying anything and seeing what sticks,” Kir murmured.

I nodded. “That also tells me Edoardo doesn’t have a hand in this. He wouldn’t waste his resources poking at our defenses. Vivian’s brothers don’t have any experience in this game and it’s showing.”

Benedikt crossed his arms over his chest. “If they’re inexperienced, then we’ll certainly have the upper hand. They shouldn’t be difficult to take care of.”

“Even if they haven’t been much of a threat yet, it’s clear they’re pulling their punches. That was the first time they attacked directly since I married Vivian, and they’re getting bolder,” I said, considering all angles. “They could be holding their full strength back on purpose to force our guard down. But we can’t let that happen.”

My brothers nodded in agreement.

“Tell Lukyan to recover the security footage and send it to me. I need to see what we’re working against,” I directed to Kir. “If they’re using any specific explosives or schemes, we need to know.”

“I’m on it,” Kir said, pulling out his phone while he walked off and started talking to Luk.

“If they continue at this rate, they won’t have any men left,” Benedikt murmured.

“Which makes me wonder why they’re so willing to dispose of their forces like that. I have the feeling they won’t wait much longer to show us their real plan,” I returned, aware of how that would complicate things even more.

“I’ll wait for any word from the team that went out. If there’s anything worth noting, I’ll let you know,” Benedikt said, making himself useful.

With a single nod, I began back toward the warehouse. “Make sure someone is on them at all times. We can’t take our eyes off them.”

Understanding what I wanted from him, Ben split off in another direction, and we both went back to work.

My blood was boiling as I went back inside, still able to see Dante’s face in the back of my mind. Even though they lost, he looked smug, and I knew that wouldn’t bode well for us.

There was something we didn’t know about them yet, and I wasn’t looking forward to finding out what it was or how it might lead back to Vivian.

The moment I reached my office, my phone went off in my pocket, and it was the surveillance footage from Luk.

Dropping myself into my chair, I hit play and watched the attack all the way through before scanning nearly frame by frame.

I focused as much as I could, trying to discern anything from the video that might give us the upper hand.

From what I could tell, it seemed to be a standard issue explosive, and nothing too technical. They had been inside the C-can, waiting for the chance to blow the doors open and pile out into our lot.

While it didn’t tell me much, I did note how strange it was for them to cause so much commotion, just for them to turn around and flee the moment they faced any opposition. It felt more like a drill than anything—a practice run before they tried anything more.

With a sigh, I put my phone down and leaned back in my seat.

It wasn’t anything new, and the attack only instilled more questions in me.

I told Vivian about her brothers prying into our business, and while I didn’t want to in the first place, she got it out of me anyway. It was enough to let her know they were causing trouble, but I didn’t want to mention the explosion.

Knowing she was pregnant and needed to keep a level head on her shoulders for the babies’ sake, it was better she didn’t know. I wanted her to relax at home and visit the ranch to pass the time—I didn’t need her worrying about what her brothers were doing. She didn’t deserve to endure that stress just because her brothers somehow got their hands on Edoardo’s resources.

But as much as I didn’t want to let her in on it, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hide it from her forever.

At the very least, I could keep it to myself and handle the situation before she ended up hearing anything else about it.

Chapter 24 - Vivian

Even from my place in the master bedroom, I could hear Ari shouting at someone, and as hard as I tried to ignore it, I couldn’t.

Given how I could only hear his voice, I assumed he was on the phone giving someone a piece of his mind. Since it likely had to do with his work, I figured it would be over soon enough.

But the longer it went on, the more interested I became. I sat up in bed and tried to focus on what he was saying, but despite his clear volume, the words were too muffled, and I couldn’t make the words out properly.

It seemed too early in the morning for him to be laying into someone, and since I couldn’t focus on anything else, I decided to pull myself out of bed.

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