I nodded at the security agent by the door, and he pulled it open, letting in a shaft of unexpectedly bright London winter sunshine. I smiled at him and stepped through?—
And the world erupted.
A wall of camera flashes and shouted questions hit me before my foot touched the pavement outside the gate.
“Lord Hawling! Is the speculation about your marriage true?”
“Care to comment on the rumors?”
Reporters pressed around me, microphones outstretched. Tourists stopped mid-step, pulling out their phones in the hopes of capturing something newsworthy.
I had no idea what they were talking about. Had someone caught Kenji and Jamie smiling at each other the night before? The idea would have sent me into a green rage yesterday but almost made me laugh now.
“No comment,” I said, scanning the street for Simon with the car.
“Do you have proof of your marriage?”
“Where exactly were you married, and on what day?”
“Does your husband know Lindsey Graves? Is her accusation true?”
I hesitated.Lindsey Graves. That name sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place it.
Then, a reporter shoved a phone in my face… and everything clicked.
“Hespecifically told me he and Landry weren’t romantically involved atall,” the woman on the screen insisted.“That he was just a personal assistant who helps with Landry’s public relations. In fact, he said he’d do anything for his employer, including crisis management! I wouldn’t be surprised if this whole marriage thing was a stunt to distract from the fact that Landry rescued his freaking PA while the rest of us suffered!”
Fuck.
I remembered Kenji’s concern about leaving people behind in San Cordova, and Lindsey Graves, the influencer we’d uncovered when we were trying to find him, had been one of the names on the list.
Had Kenji seen this video? Was he freaking out?
I realized I hadn’t turned my phone back on after leaving Teddy’s office, and as soon as I did, dozens of missed texts flooded in from Nan, Cora, and even Lydia.
The one from Kenji answered my earlier question.
Kenji
I’m so sorry. I’ll fix this. Come home as soon as you can.
My heart rate kicked up. What did he mean,fix this?Fix it how? And why did I get the uncomfortable feeling he wouldn’t be waiting at Hawling House when I got there?
I fired off a reply.
Kenji, my beloved… what’s going on?
“Is your relationship a scam?” a reporter demanded, shoving a tiny microphone at me.
“Absolutely not,” I said firmly.
She didn’t look convinced. “We have reports that your supposed husband has already left the country. He was seen leaving Hawling House and boarding a private plane. Can you tell us where he’s going and why?”
I scowled. No, Icouldn’ttell them because he hadn’t freaking told me.
Except…
Oh.