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“Not the kind you’d be down for,” he said, because he was an ass like that.
Awkwardness fell between them.She swished her lips to the side and turned away.Fuck, had he hurt her feelings?
He cupped her wrist.“Why don’t we finish that snack?”
A tentative smile touched her eyes.“Okay.”
He followed her to the living room and took the seat next to her on the couch.
She picked up some crackers and cheese and curled her legs under her again.“So, who’s that guy?What’d you say his name was?Hunter?”
Ghost grunted and grabbed some slices of meat.“Yeah.Hunter Emmett.”He popped the food in his mouth.He didn’t really want to talk about his ex-boss, but his brain had two speeds right now: figure out how Hunter was alive or get Mila naked.
Neither was good for his health.
“Why did you say it’s almost impossible he’s behind the hit on you?”
He curled his lip.She’d think he was out of his mind.“’Cause I killed him.”
She coughed, covering her mouth.
He grabbed her now-cold tea from the table and passed it to her.
She took a sip and held up her hand.“What do you mean?”
“He was a bastard.Tried to fuck me over during a big job, so I shot him in the head.”He locked his jaw, remembering his days working for Trident.How much he hated that bastard, Hunter.“Clearly didn’t do a good job if he came after me.”
“When did that happen?”she asked.
He pinched the bridge of his nose.“Three years ago, I guess.”
“Wow.And you never heard anything?Had no idea he’d survived?”
Ghost placed his hand on the back of the couch.That was the kicker.He hadn’t heard shit about Hunter.After working for Trident, Ghost had many mutual contacts with the guy.“The only explanation is he went underground until he was ready to come after me.”
“Do you think you can find him?”
He touched the strands of her hair, the action so simple, yet so intimate.Then he pulled his hand away and curled it into a fist.“I can find anyone.”
After he found Hunter, he’d find Irinia and Alexei.
CHAPTER 14
Mila fought theemotions churning inside her.She’d had zero intention of telling Ghost her story.When he’d confronted her about her kidnapping, he might as well have thrown a bucket of cold water on her face.
No one knew about her circumstances.
The small crinkles at the corners of his eyes and the flash of anger in his tumultuous grays had spoken volumes.But what had struck her was his compassion.Not only was it surprising coming from him—she hadn’t experienced it from anyone in twelve years.
At times she wondered if Alexei regretted kidnapping her.She didn’t doubt Irinia was the one who’d made the decision.Still, he could’ve let her go.He could have done anything to show her he didn’t want to be a part of her captivity.But every time she’d tried to talk to him about the kidnapping, he’d shut her down.
He’d carried guilt.But not enough to go against his wife.
Ghost’s searing gaze made her wet her lips.She’d let her mind wander, and if she wasn’t careful, the conversation would point back at her like a rigged game of spin the bottle.“What do you do for work now?”she blurted.
The corner of his eye twitched, suggesting he didn’t want the topic aimed at him any more than she wanted it at her.“Security work.”
She pulled her knee in close to her chest and sipped her tea.“What kind of security?Airport?Supermarket?”
