Page 34 of Sinful Embers

Sabrina leans closer. “But this?” She taps another section. “This might be a clue to the mysterious gold key.”

I follow her gaze to a tiny symbol—a key, stamped in the margin.

“Is that a stamp?”

Sabrina nods. “Yeah, she had a whole lot of stamps. I guess it made her feel important. She’d stamp our naughty and nice cards she had for Leigh, my older sister, and me.”

“Nice mother,” I comment.

“You have no idea.” Sabrina blows out a breath.

My eyes scan the page, and I notice the initials beneath each one of the entries and beside the little key stamp: “What’s this D&Y—LP.” I point to it. “It’s under each name.”

Sabrina frowns thoughtfully before her brows shoot up. “Gold and Key Legal Group.”

My pulse kicks up. “You think this is tied to Gold Key Legal Group?”

She nods. "If anyone knows what GM101, GM307, and GM409 mean, it might be them."

It’s our first real lead on the golden key.

Now, we just have to wait for my mother to set up that meeting with the Gold Key Legal Group.

Sabrina snaps the book shut and shoves it back into her bag. "We should go."

“We haven’t had out coffee yet,” I point out.

“Yeah, we’re going to have to leave it.” Her eyes move to behind my head, and I turn.

Two massive men in black suits are heading out way and I don’t think they’re your average businessmen.

“Fuck!” I scan the room. “That way!” I nod to the door on the other side of the coffee shop.

But before we can move, a big brute steps up behind Sabrina.

“You’re coming with us,” he growls.

I immediately see the tattoo on his neck—a Golden Hydra insignia peeking out from his collar.

Dmitri’s men.

“We’re in a busy coffee shop,” Sabrina points out.

“And we’re security,” the goon in front of her informs us. “Right now, everyone thinks you’ve either done something wrong or are being escorted to into the building as no one gets in there without a security escort if you don’t work there.”

“So don’t make a scene,” the goon warns.

Sabrina and I go along with them. As we near the front door of the building the third goon breaks off and walks back into the building. The other two walk us out the doors and SUV with blacked out windows waiting on the curb.

I glance at Sabrina who raises an eyebrow before starting to sneeze. She’s about to open her bag when one of the goons grabs her arm. I instantly react to her being manhandled but I’m grabbed by one of the other goons.

“I need a… a…” Whaaaa chooo! She spits all over the man’s suit. “Tissue. I’m getting a tissue.”

He nods and releases her arm. Sabrina’s hand disappears into her purse, and in a flash, she whips out a canister of pepper spray. The goon barely has time to register before she sprays him full in the face.

Chaos erupts. I turn and land a hard punch to the second goons ribs.

He staggers but doesn’t go down.

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