Page 56 of Luke's Revenge (Walker Security - Lucifer's Trilogy 3)

“All right. Well, we both know it does. I have that treasure you’re hunting. Just happened. One of those things. You know I’ll never keep what is yours, but I will need a favor in exchange. Just a small one. Nothing you won’t enjoy.”

He’s silent a moment. “I’m in New York. Come here. Let me see you face-to-face and know it’s you. Then we’ll see about favors and treasures.” He hangs up.

Kurt eyes Luke. “Time to put on your pilot wings. We just need a plane you can fly.”

“Done,” Blake replies. “I’ll see you at the airport.” He disconnects.

Kurt’s attention lands on me. “I hope you really have that coin. We’ll be needing it now, not later.”

“Right,” I say. “Well, that’s slightly complicated.” I glance at Luke. “Can we talk?” I motion to the foyer and walk in that direction.

Once I’m on the opposite side of that table again, I face him, hugging myself. “I buried it with Kasey’s body. It was in his pocket. I just—I thought maybe it mattered to him so I put it in his hand.” My throat goes raw at what must come next. “We have to dig him up.”

He steps into me, hands setting on my shoulders. “You okay with that?”

“Yes, I mean as right with it as I can be. But I really don’t want to be there.”

He studies me a moment and says, “Our guys can handle it. Dexter’s a pilot. He’ll fly it in separate from us. Unless you want me—”

I catch his shirt, fingers curling around it. “No. That would be torture for you. And I’d rather us just stick together. I think we’re stronger that way.”

He cups my face. “We are stronger together, Ana.”

“And now I can see where you live, right?”

“I live wherever you live, baby. Surely you know that by now.”

“Well, maybe we can live in New York.”

“You want to leave The Ranch? What about your job?”

Phillips’s words come back to me. I own the FBI, and while I don’t believe that to be true, not on a widespread basis, I’m bothered by how easily my division became fodder for his money and power. All of it connects to a past I’m ready to leave behind. “I think I might be done with the FBI. You think Blake would hire me?”

“I know he will. If that’s what you want.” He kisses me. “We’ll figure it all out.”

We.

I replay that word in my head and while I can stand alone, I can be comfortable with me, just me, I really like me with him. I like the “we” that we have become again. And I am ready to fight to protect what has been lost and found once again.

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