Page 69 of The Spy Who Ghosted Me

“Sabrina and Cash, you’re next,” Janice sang.

A tender look passed between Cash and me. I wondered if he was thinking what I was thinking. For me, I had thoughts about us marrying. It was outlandish under the circumstances. Yet, there was no man I would rather marry.

Cash gave me a quick peck on the lips before we proceeded down the aisle toward Soren, who refused to look us in the eye. He was a charlatan in every sense of the word.

Cash and I reluctantly parted just as we made it to the pastor, who stood under the arch.

Soren’s face turned a bright shade of red when Cash landed next to him, standing as close to him as possible.

I loved watching Soren squirm.

It seemed to take forever for all the bridesmaids to make it down the aisle. Finally, my sister walked toward us on Daddy’s arm. Despite her tittering just moments ago, Lexi suddenly looked solemn as she stepped perfectly in time to the song. She bit her lip and rubbed the locket around her neck, all the while staring at Soren. Was she having doubts?

Please, let her stop this nonsense, I silently prayed.

Lexi and Daddy made it to the pastor.

“Very good,” Janice called out. “The bride and groom want to run through the entire ceremony, so take it away, Pastor Greene.”

Pastor Greene smiled and asked, “Who presents this woman to be married to this man today?”

“Her mother and I do?” Daddy answered with a hitch in his voice, like he knew this was the real deal. He kissed Lexi’s cheek before placing her hand in Soren’s. He then turned to sit with Mama in the front row. Mama was already crying. She had a lot of tears in her future.

I wanted to vomit, watching it all play out. I knew for the safety of everyone involved, I needed to keep my mouth shut, but all I wanted to do was make the biggest scene of my life and yell out, I object to this wedding! Of course, I didn’t do it—oddly, I didn’t have to. A tall, ethereal-looking woman appeared at the end of the aisle, wearing a red silk scarf over her head. A long, wide scar ran down her left cheek.

“I hope I’m not interrupting,” she spoke in a Spanish accent. “But I thought you would all like to know that the groom is my husband.” She whipped off her scarf, and, in an instant, I recognized the woman to be Isla from the photos Cash had shown me. I’d thought she was dead.

Cash caught my eye and barely held up his hand to signal for me to stay still. But I could tell he was getting ready to act, and he was concerned—very concerned.

Believe me, I was too. This woman was also a smuggler, and I had to wonder how she’d survived. That scar alone said she’d gone through something horrific. Also, how had she found her louse of a husband? That probably worried me more than anything. This was a woman scorned, and she looked ticked.

But if I thought I was worried, it was nothing compared to Soren, who paled and shook his head. “I do not know this woman,” he exaggerated his fake Norwegian accent.

Aunt Vivian jumped up and threw her hands up. “Praise. I knew it. I just knew there was something off about him. Didn’t I tell you, Finch, that was the biggest bunch of baloney that I’d ever seen?”

Uncle Finch nodded, probably too afraid not to.

Lexi clucked her tongue and rolled her eyes, like this was just some inconvenience to her. “I don’t know who you are, but you need to leave.”

“I don’t think so, darling.” Isla took a step forward. “You see, my friends and I have come a long way.”

She had friends? This. Was. Not. Good. I don’t think anyone saw this coming. If anything, I’d figured a mob boss would have shown up.

Cash was ready to pull his weapon, and I got ready to dive to save my parents if I had to. Where were Agents Todd and Randall? Please let them be nearby.

“Your groom here is not who he says he is.” Isla whipped her head toward the shaking groom. “You fool, Izan. I would have never found you if not for your engagement photo in the newspaper here.”

“Izan?” Lexi wrinkled her nose. “This is Soren.”

“You’re a silly girl. Now step aside before you get hurt. I want the diamonds, Izan.” She pulled out a gun, and immediately, Izan grabbed my sister and hid behind her like she was a human shield. What a coward.

Lexi stood there, stunned, with her mouth wide open. I hoped she now realized the kind of man she had almost hitched herself to.

Little did Isla know, but she had messed with the wrong family. Daddy, Pops, Uncle Finch, and Drew all stood with their weapons drawn.

Cash, too, had drawn his handgun and had it pointed at Isla. “Lower your weapon,” Cash demanded.

“I want the diamonds, Izan,” Isla screamed. “You have no idea what I’ve gone through. You have made some terrible enemies. Those enemies are now my friends, and we will stop at nothing until we get the diamonds, so tell me where they are before I shoot your fiancée.”

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