Page 70 of Ignite

“They know we’re here?”

As much as I want to smash Arthur’s head in, I have bigger fish to fry.

“No. He called my old line.”

“Watch your back. I don’t have much sway in the UK yet. If you have to eliminate the threat, do it quietly.”

“They got their revenge for James. We owe them nothing.”

My anger radiates. They took my father’s life for my sins.

“We’ll sort it, Enzo. Thanks for the heads-up,” Declan says calmly.

As Enzo says goodbye and the door closes, I slouch back in my chair.

Finn grins. “Just send me and Con back to London. I’ll make it impossible for Arthur to sniff us out.”

I like that option.

Declan shakes his head.

“Drago, can you dig on him? See his movements?”

“Sure. Send info, I’ll dust off my hacking manual.”

I like this guy.

Our own Enzo, the Russian version who’s less bossy.

I clap my hands.

“Now that the riveting meeting’s done, anyone fancy a gym session with me and Isabella later?”

“I have to get back to the hospital.”

My heart flutters. Hallie.

“Want a lift?”

Finn frowns.

“Why? What will I owe you?”

I fake hurt.

“Nothing. I’m heading to the garage. Gotta finish the Shelby.”

“Hallie’s?” Finn grins.

“Yeah.”

I play it cool.

“You think I missed the half-million dollar McLaren at my work that belongs to you? Dumbass.”

He stands, rounds the table, and smacks my head. I grab his wrist and squeeze.

“You can’t work if I smash your hand to pieces.”

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