Page 28 of Edge of Forever

Logan focused on Bishop. He had a colorful sleeve of tattoos and longer hair that he kept in a current style. The guy could be twenty-three or thirty-three. He had that kind of chameleon look to his face. He had the insolent rock star look that Logan understood.

He’d been on tour with more than one guy that had a similar quality. Bishop also had an intelligence flashing in his mercurial hazel eyes.

Marcus pinched the bridge of his nose. “This is a long shot.”

“I built my career on long shots,” Logan said.

Marcus lifted his head and zeroed in on Bishop. “I don’t have any pull with anything surrounding Asher DeSalvo. You’d have to go undercover without any backup.”

“Done it before.”

“This is not before,” Marcus said with a sharp warning in his voice.

“I know that.”

“He works in a damn ad agency.”

“All that surveillance work made me damn good with a camera and line of bullshit. I’ll get in. You know I will. It’s important.”

“Why?” Logan asked. This guy didn’t know jack about him besides it being a job. Marcus was invested because that was how he was built. To Dane Bishop, they were barely more than a folder full of information—and as Marcus said, stalker cases weren’t exactly special in their line of work.

“I knew someone very much like your Aimee Collen. I know how far they can go. I don’t want that to happen to you two.”

“I’m not too proud to use your skill set, Bishop. Nothing means more to me than Isabella’s safety. I’m tired of sitting back and hoping she’ll fade away. I need to do something.”

“You know this might not lead anywhere, right?” Marcus asked.

“I don’t care. I want all options explored. Because if I go underground with Isabella, Aimee is going to snap. It’s one thing when she can see me and my torture on television or however she’s keeping tabs on me, quite another when she can’t get to me.”

“And that could make her even more dangerous.” Bishop held up his hand to Marcus and moved in front of Logan. “The store was only the beginning.”

Logan nodded. “I think you’re right. I don’t think she meant to target anyone but Isabella—whether it was just to take what was most important to her or to actually harm her, I don’t know.”

“Announcing your engagement seemed to be the big deal. The chapel was her initial focus, too.” Marcus tapped the folder under his hands. “There has to be a trigger there.”

Logan hadn’t thought of that before, but it could have been. Aimee had never had the most stable home life. Her parents were still together, but in name only. They’d built the hotel empire, and in public they seemed to be the American dream. Being with Aimee for a few months, he’d seen behind the curtain to the excesses.

He was a musician that lived through the grunge era and the vanity drugs, as well as the hard. The Collen family made his tours look like a Disney parade.

“I’ll get to work with Aidan on a way in.” Bishop nodded to Logan then strode out.

He pushed his hands through his hair.

“Aidan is the best there is on undercover operations.”

“I know. It’s not about that.”

“Has Bella come around?”

Logan barked out a humorless laugh. “I just had to tell Iz that her best friend died. You should have seen the hate and the blame flicker to life in her eyes before she shut everything off. Shut me out.”

“She’s out of it on meds and grief. Just give her some time.”

“That’s why I want you to get us out of the country. Aimee has way too many resources.”

“Not just new identities?”

Logan shook his head. “I need somewhere isolated, but not completely cut off.”

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