Page 43 of Tempting Her Dragons

“I think someone wants to kill you.”

“Excuse me?” I run my hand over my hair. “How about you lead with that next time?”

“I’m keeping an eye on it.”

“That doesn’t make me feel better. What is going on?”

“The last job. The man had a brother.” The last job we did was fucked up. “He’s been asking questions. He’s a twin, so if you see him, don’t freak out.”

“He found out his twin brother is dead.” Shit.

“Yes. Apparently, he found the most recent victim, used nasty ways to interrogate, and learned your name.”

“Did he kill her?” I hold my hand over my chest. There is always a risk, and I am not worried about my life. The victim was rescued only to be taken again and used by a man who looks exactly like her abuser.

“He did not,” Shade whispers. “He beat her severely and terrorized her. He needs to be taken care of. It might work to our advantage. He knows who you are; it won’t be hard to find him and kill him. He’s human.”

“I would agree, but we have a mate now.”

“Saphira can take care of herself.”

“I know she can, but I’m still her mate.” I turn and walk deeper into the trees. “I want to protect her, regardless.”

“You have to tell her. Does she know what you do?”

“No.” I grind my teeth.

“Do you know what she does?”

“I do. How do you know?” Fucker’s been keeping a lot from me.

“She’s really fucking good,” he says.

“Does she know you?” I narrow my eyes.

“It’s not my business to spill secrets,” he says.

“You’re an asshole.”

“Yes, you knew that.”

“Do we know the guy’s name?” Sometimes, it’s easier to give up; Shade talks in circles.

“I don’t know his real name yet. The police are clueless. I’m scanning cameras to see his location. I know he’s on the move, and it won’t take long to track you. The abused woman saw your face, your brother’s, and your mom’s. She knew your name since she heard you speaking with your mom. It’s a shame she was transported back to that horrible time in her life.”

“Shame,” I whisper. “She was going to get help. She was excited.” I shake my head. “How did you not know about the brother? How did he find me so easily?”

“He leaves very little footprint. It seems he’s been covering up for his brother. Now that I know what to look for, I can see some of his tracks. There was nothing about him in the mark’s background. I thought I was seeing a ghost when I saw his face on the video,” he snorts.

“I bet.” I look around. “It would be easier to hunt him at home. I don’t know the area well.”

“Ask your new friends,” he suggests.

“Why don’t you ask them? Seems like you know them pretty well,” I snap.

“I will keep searching and send any information I find. At least I don’t have to send you a picture.”

“That’s the only good point.” I turn back toward the house.

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