The Unholy Trinity.
My eyebrows shoot up. I don’t live here in New York full time, but I’m around enough to know about the Unholy Trinity.They’re vigilantes. Vigilantes who feel that the end justifies the means—and the means can be anything.
Any fucking thing.
Fuck.
Has it come to that?
A shiver runs through me, but I tamp it down. I’ve faced worse in my lifetime than a trio of vigilantes. After all, they’re on my side.
I’ll be there, I shoot back quickly.
“You okay, Braden?” Dimitri says.
I clear my throat. “Yeah, I’m good. But I’ve got an issue that just came up. You and Lizzie got this?”
He nods. “You can count on us.”
“Remind me to give you both a raise.”
Lizzie laughs. “You bet we will.”
I head back to my building and ascend to my penthouse.
The elevator doors open to my home office area, which doubles as a living area when it’s not in use. Skye sits in a wingback chair.
“Skye,” I say simply.
“Braden.”
I break the news to her quickly. “I’m afraid I won’t be able to join you and Eugenie for dinner this evening.”
“Oh? Why not?”
I inhale. “Something has come up.”
“What?”
“Nothing you need to concern yourself with.”
“Braden, anything that concerns you concerns me.” She draws in a breath. “Is Addison still stalking you?”
My eyebrows nearly fly off my forehead, but I don’t answer.
“Come on. She has to be. Either that or she’s stalking me. Or both of us. How else would she know all the things she knows? How else would she have ended up at the convenience store across from Tessa’s place the other night?”
“I have this handled,” I say.
“So she is.” She shakes her head. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“This isn’t as simple as you think.”
“Of course it’s as simple as I think. Make her stop, legally if you have to. I don’t appreciate being spied on.”
“Do you think for a minute that I don’t have more tails on her than she has on me?”
Her mouth drops open.