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Theo’s eyes catch her for a beat before returning to me. He doesn’t question it. He knows better.

“This is precise work,” he reminds the room. “We don’t get a second chance. And we never trust our enemies.”

A chill runs through the air.

Arthur has his own revenge plan. Conan murdered his brother in the cage. Brutally.

I lean back in my chair, pulling Stephanie’s back tight against my chest. My pulse is steady, but my mind is already there—at the gala. Arthur’s pale face already appearing in my mind. My fingers itching for the moment I wrap them around his throat.

Tonight, the war ends.

Chapter 82

STEPHANIE

Ican’t believe I’m driving a Rolls Royce. In London. The skyline is sparkling as we make our way past St. Katherine’s Docks. I’ve always dreamed of visiting this city.

“It’s beautiful here, Finn.”

“Hmm. It is,” he rasps.

A blush spreads up my neck as I glance at him. He isn’t looking anywhere else other than at me.

“Smooth,” I tease.

We’ve all taken separate cars. Each of us with our own time slot to enter the party from different entrances.

It feels like a military operation, and I am the rookie with no experience.

“How are you feeling, Stephanie?”

I tap my nails against the steering wheel as I stop for the traffic.

“Uh. Nervous. But still kind of excited?”

He gives me a sharp nod.

“The plan seems good. I’ll be relieved once it’s over,” he tells me.

I frown, placing my hand on his thigh.

“Why? That doesn’t seem like you.”

“I’ve never had to worry about the safety of my wife before. Or my own life, really. Now, I have something to live for; it feels heavier. I’m not sure what to feel.”

That raw honesty in his voice makes me smile.

“I promise I won’t get in your way. But I do like that you have concern for your own safety now. Because you’re important too, Finn. I need you.”

He glances at me and grins.

“You need me? Huh? Or just my dick?” He plants his hand down on my thigh and squeezes hard.

“You are more than just a big dick, Dr. Quinn.”

He leans in, and I suck in a breath.

“I did tell you in Vegas you were missing out on him.”