Page 58 of Agent vs. Assassin

“Yeah, well, Jack and his pie probably saved my life yet again.”

“Hire him, Lilah. He deserves it.”

“He spit meat in his napkin.”

His brows inch up. “I don’t even want to know what that means.”

“Exactly. But okay, yes. I’ll hire him. You think Ghost is going to go after my father?”

“Do you?”

“I think he will. I think it’s going to be at the party.”

“Me too, bella. And we’ll be ready.”

“I question the validity of that statement so I’m just going to point out a positive about tonight.”

“You lived?”

“And I didn’t stab her to death. I didn’t arrest her, but I wasn’t the one who killed Elsa.”

“That’s a good thing, but feel free to stab Ghost as many times and ways as you wish. Do not hesitate, Lilah, or you will be dead.”

Chapter Forty

The few days leading up to election night are a rush of paperwork and activity that lands us in New York City a day early.Andrew is at the airport when we arrive, eager to talk in person and he doesn’t even care that Kane is with me. We’re still in the airport when he breaches the obvious topic, “Are we going to let him kill Dad?”

“Do you still have the elevated security for tomorrow night?”

“Yes.”

“Then he’s protected.”

He narrows eyes on me. “You think he’s coming for him.”

“Ghost does the unexpected.”

“Should we warn Dad?”

“We’ll be there, Andrew. Kanehas men with him at all times, and he also has his secret service. That’s a hard number to crack even for Ghost.”

“Right.”

I don’t ask what he wants to happen. He’s conflicted. I get that, but I’m not as conflicted as he is. Every time I think about him like a real father, I remember that beach, that man. The way he felt on top of me.

After we part with Andrew, we head home but stop by the hospital to see Ellis, who’s about to have a second surgery on his arm. Kane hangs out at the coffee shop while I visit with the man who wants to be my boss. He’s a mess with pins in his arms andhis face is puffy, no doubt from all the fluid they’re pumping in him.

“You got beat up by a woman and want me to work for you?” I tease softly, sitting next to him, my arms on the steel railings.

“I do.”

“You seem to trust Adams.”

“I don’t.”

I grimace. “Why?”

“Not here. Just keep an open mind and be careful tomorrow night. You’ll be in the hive.”

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