Page 101 of Trust My Bodyguard

I send a quick thanks to the heavens for not having Iris here. I’d be much more worried if so.

“There is no room for mistakes or slip-ups. Ivy’s life depends on us.” His eyes slip to mine. “We can’t fail her.”

I gulp. His “we” sounds a lot like “I.” I don’t want him bearing any guilt in case our plans go awry, but I can’t convince him differently. Especially not now that it’s an hour away.

Brody recounts the plan and everyone’s position. He restates what I should and should not discuss with my father. For once, I don’t argue with him. I need all the help I can get to come out of this alive.

“That will be all,” Brody concludes. “Let’s get ready to head out.”

Sera comes to me with the device she and Nick were working on.

“Is it ready?”

“Yes. Stand. I’ll help you put it on.”

Her hands shake as she slips the wire down my back and across my torso.

“Are you okay?” I frown.

“Am I okay?” she repeats the question, giving me an incredulous look. “We’re about to do something dangerous. We’re putting your life at risk.”

“Hey, I thought you were onboard with this.”

“I am onboard. I’m still frightened that the ship could sink.”

I huff a small laugh. “I’ll be alright, Sera.”

“How are you not afraid?”

“Oh, I am,” I say quickly. “It just pales in comparison to my anger at my father and the need to see justice served.”

Sera’s face pales. “You’re badass.”

My lips tip up. “I’ve heard that before.”

“That’s good because if I were you, I’d be halfway across the country, and no one would ever find me to put me in proximity to the man who wants me dead...”

Sera’s tirade fades as I turn to find Brody looking at me. His gaze is dark and intense. It could be anger, need, or anything else. I can’t read him. He looks away, and I do, too.

“Has he mentioned anything to you?” I ask Sera.

She blinks, confused. “Who mentioned what?”

“Brody. Has he said anything about me?”

“Well, we’re to make sure nothing happens to you.”

“No.” I shake my head. “About... about us.”

Understanding widens her gaze. “No, not to me.” Seeing my face, she adds on. “Sorry.”

“It’s nothing.” I shake my head and let out a forced laugh. “If you’re done, let’s go nab my dad.”

Fifteen minutes later, I’m driving into town in Sera’s car. The mic Zane created is strapped to my body, and the metal cools my back.

“Can you hear me, Angel?” Nick’s voice comes on.

The guys and Sera are following in a nondescript vehicle. They’ll listen to whatever happens between Luke and me while being close enough to reach me if anything goes south. In addition to the cops that’ll be planted in different positions around the outdoor skating rink, I should be fine. Hopefully.

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