Page 22 of Virtue & Vengeance

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ZANDER

WHEN I SAID she wasn’t going anywhere, that’s precisely what I meant. First of all, I hadn’t decided if I was finished with her or not. And secondly, she was obviously in some sort of danger. The safest place she could be was near me because the people of Vegas knew I wasn’t one to be fucked with.

Even if I was finished with her, she was still Kennedy’s niece, and Kennedy would have my balls if I let anything happen to Eden while she was in New York.

It had more to do with Kennedy than it did with me and my wants. At least that’s what I kept telling myself.

The truth was, I didn’t know which end was up when it came to Eden, and until I figured it out, she wasn’t leaving.

I paid her bail, most of which went into Officer Carl Johnson’s pocket, and then I stepped outside and waited for her to join me.

She came out of the police department with her arms crossed over her chest, and her eyes narrowed in my direction.

“All done?” I asked.

She walked past me and toward the parking lot like she had another ride.

I followed her, a grin plastered on my lips.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

The back of her hair shifted as she shook her head. I couldn’t see her face, but I could only imagine the expression she was wearing.

Lips pinched in anger.

Narrowed accusing eyes.

All fire and ice.

It was sexy.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but I’m going to my …” She stopped and dropped her head as she remembered her car had been impounded.

“So I take it you’ll be needing a ride?” I asked, keeping the amusement out of my tone.

She was already pissed off.

I didn’t want to push her too far.

She spun around, her eyes cutting me like daggers.

“I guess I don’t have a choice since my car is stuck at the impound lot again. For no good reason at all, might I add.”

I chuckled. “I guess not,” I said, stepping up beside my car. “Get in.”

She stood there staring back at me before finally giving in and getting into my car.

I slid my shades over my eyes and sped out of the parking lot.

Things were quiet at first until finally, she broke the silence.

“You sure went through a lot to make sure I didn’t leave town. Thanks for that by the way,” she said sarcastically as she stared out of the window.

Putting on my blinker, I ran my fingers along the top of the steering wheel. “Truly. It was my pleasure.”

At that, she turned my way and rolled her eyes. She shook her head and turned away.

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