Page 150 of Possession

I’m done. Having a taste of home for just a few days and seeing my mom sick and fighting for her life pushed me.

But what has really sealed the deal is Landyn.

I’ve got to get her out of here. She easily could have freaked out and turned me away when I told her who I really am.

She accepted my reality and stayed for me.

For us.

There’s only one thing I haven’t accomplished.

Brian.

If I don’t figure it out soon, I’m afraid I never will. I’m running out of time.

I have a new list of suspicions, but none of them make sense with the timeline. Whoever killed him was smart and careful. Taking him across the border muddied the waters enough that I find myself at a dead end every single time.

Figuring this out will be too hard. I need to exhaust every piece of evidence while I’m here. Make sure I haven’t missed anything. I can’t leave any rock unturned.

Aside from crossing the border and waltzing my ass back into Alamandos’ compound to turn the place over to find his sick list, I’m out of options.

Out of options and out of time. It’s the figurative double-edged sword I might die on if I can’t sort it out before we get the hell out of this place for good.

“What are you doing up?”

I look over and Landyn is standing in the double doors to the bedroom. I left the doors open this morning so I could at least see her. The only time she’s been out of my sight since we got back was when I dealt with Nic Decker for the last time.

“It’s early, baby. Go back to sleep.”

She lifts a shoulder before walking barefoot through the office. She’s wearing my T-shirt and a pair of shorts. She told me the cameras creep her out now more than they ever have. She understands that I did everything I could to protect her from them.

Even if I was an asshole about it in the beginning, which she didn’t hesitate to tell me on the flight home.

She moves between my legs and my hand lands on her ass when she lowers it to my thigh.

I can’t wait to get her out of here and away from the fucking cameras.

Her tired gaze hits mine, but it’s different than it was. As much as I wanted to tell her the truth about who I was, I was worried it would take time to get to this point. I was prepared to beg and plead as long as it took to get her to accept me.

When she looks at me since we got back from New York, there’s only truth, honesty, and shared secrets between us.

The only thing I love more than that is her.

She glances at the computer screen I don’t bother hiding from her. “What are you working on?”

I lie to her for the purpose of the cameras, but she can see from the screen that I’m full of shit. “I’m finalizing the first payment to the Jackals. Rocco is making the drop this afternoon. They’ll get the rest when the delivery is made.”

She lays a hand on my face and leans in to kiss me. “I miss you when I wake up alone.”

I pull her tighter to me. “There’s a lot going on.”

She nods and pulls in a breath. “Wake me up before you leave, okay?”

“I had the doors open. I was watching you sleep while I worked.”

“Still.” She traces my jawline with her index finger. “Wake me up.”

“Whatever you want, chica.”

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