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"You wantto tell us what is going on?" Andre asks when Emilia steps outside.
"I will, but I would rather only go through it once. Can we do this tomorrow when all the guys are up?"
He crosses his arms. "Yes and no."
"Meaning?"
Blaise points between Gustave and me. "You two are brothers?"
I scowl at Gustave, still pissed about earlier. "We share blood, yes."
"Get over it," he says. "You have no idea what Bernadette and I have had to sacrifice over the years. Everything was planned and worked out perfectly."
Bernadette clears her throat. "Andre, is there somewhere I can go to sleep?"
Blaise steps forward. "Yes, of course. I'm Andre's brother, Blaise."
She smiles. "I'm Gustave's wife, Bernadette."
He leans down and kisses her cheek. "Follow me."
She nervously glances between Gustave and me. "Please remember there are reasons for everything."
"That street goes both ways, Bernadette," I reply.
She sighs, and a sad smile forms. "We only have each other. Remember that."
"No. I have my band of brothers. They would never do what Gustave did."
"Your brothers who have known nothing about who you are or what you've been involved in?" Gustave points out, and my gut flips.
Blaise clears his throat and repeats, "Follow me."
Bernadette pats my arm and leaves.
Gustave and I continue to scowl at each other.
"What happened?" Andre asks.
"My blood brother offered my wife to the President and his son."
"What?" Andre growls, and his face reddens with anger.
"No, I did not."
"You did."
"I did what was necessary to get access to everything crucial to stopping things. Nothing happened or was going to."
I step in front of Gustave. "What if Kalim's team didn't arrive in time? You put my wife in danger."
Gustave angrily shakes his head. "It was the only way to accomplish what was needed. I have full access to the crop locations. The President put his vote in online for me to take over as the head of Interpol. His endorsement got the other leaders to take their vote. It is now official. I am the head. And in the next few days, he and his son will die, along with the Prime Minister."
Andre's eye widen. "How?"
