Page 5 of His Forever

“Security, mostly.” His answers were short, clipped. He wasn’t giving me much to work with, but there was something about the way he stood, the way his hand rested near his holster, that told me he wasn’t just some hired muscle. He had training. Military, maybe. Or something more dangerous.

“You always carry?” I asked, nodding toward the gun at his side.

“Always.” He didn’t elaborate, and I didn’t push it.

The silence stretched between us, but I could feel the weight of everything unsaid. Brynn had changed—hell, she wasn’t the only one. But the person she’d become? That was someone I needed to figure out and fast.

I stood up from the table and paced to the window. The view overlooked the city and it was beautiful. It felt surreal standing here in a place that seemed so far removed from the Brynn I remembered. The girl I’d known was smart, sharp, and quick to laugh. She was the kind of person who lit up a room just by being in it.

But now… now she was something else. Something dangerous. I didn’t know whether to trust her or not.

“Are you just going to keep staring at me?” I said, turning back to Sig.

He shrugged. “I do what I’m paid to do. Keep her safe. That’s it.”

“Safe from who? Candace? Me?” I asked, my mind snapped back to what Brynn had said earlier. The mention of Candace was surprising. Shocking. How did she even know that name?

Sig didn’t answer, but his silence spoke volumes.

I clenched my jaw. If Candace was involved, things were worse than I thought. Candace wasn’t just some player in a game—she was a wildcard, the kind of person who could burn down an empire without a second thought. And if Brynn knew about her, then there was more going on here than I thought.

I turned back to the table, raking a hand through my hair. “Where’s she now?”

“Ms. Brynn?” Sig asked, his voice neutral.

“Yeah.”

“She’s busy in her office. She said she was letting you cool down.”

I glanced at the door again, half-expecting her to walk back in any second. But she didn’t. And part of me wasn’t sure if I wanted her to.

“Look,” I said, fixing Sig with a hard stare. “I don’t know what the hell is going on here. I don’t know why Brynn’s involved or why she thinks she can save my life. But I’m not gonna sit around and wait for answers to fall into my lap.”

Sig remained still, not giving anything away. It was like talking to a brick wall.

I moved back to the table and patted my pockets, looking for my phone. I wasn’t going to wait around anymore. If Brynn wanted to play games, fine. But I had my own moves to make.

“Tell her I’m going to find some answers,” I said over my shoulder as I made my way toward the door. “And she doesn’t need to try to save me again.”

Just as my hand reached for the handle, Sig’s voice stopped me.

“Mr. Banachi.”

I paused, not turning around.

“You might want to reconsider.”

I turned just enough to catch his expression. His face was still calm, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes. A warning.

“What makes you think that?” I asked.

“Because you aren’t going to find the answers you are looking for outside that door.”

I stared at him, considering his words. There was something about the way he said it that sent a chill down my spine. But I wasn’t about to back down. Not now. “Then take me to where I’m going to find my answers.”

Sig nodded and motioned to the hallway Brynn had disappeared down. “This way.”

I followed behind him down the hallway until he stopped in front of a closed door.

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