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But it wasn’t easy Roberts was a ot that had torative report they had pulled together on her over the past ed him and Chase Chase was more subtle; Roberts’s financials would be an open book to them eventually--to them, as well as to the Feds Cah He wanted to raressman," he drawled softly, "I’m sure Chase is around soressman’s face and lend it an "honest" appearance The false sincerity in his brown gaze had always sickened Cam, but now it ht earlier" Those eyes flickered with concern "I was hoping to catch him before he left with her"

"Did he leave with her?" Caht of all the reasons why it was a very bad idea to rearrange this ht is a perfectly acceptable interior designer, but a man in Chase’s position should be careful of his reputation"

"And she can harm that how?" If he killed Roberts, he could hide the body really well The Special Forces had taught him how But he’d never be able to hide the fact that he’d done it froive hie to do so," the congresshed "Ah well, I’ator cohter as false as the concern had been

"It does indeed"

Roberts cleared his throat "It’s regrettable that Ms Wright soet her place Soed philosophically, with no idea how close to death he was stepping,--"so to work properly for what they want"

Cam felt his hand curl into a fist

"How did she work for what she wanted, then?"

If the bastard said the words, he was dead As cold and dead as any enemy Cam had taken out in the military All he had to do was say the words, and Cam promised himself, the bastard’s death would be brutal Bloody

Roberts shook his head and sighed ally Almost

"I’m not a man to tell tales," he finally said "Just tell Chase to be careful I’d hate to see a friend hurt"

Richard Roberts turned on his heel and shoved his hands in the pockets of his slacks and h he felt sorry for Chase

The lying, corrupt son of a bitch That bastard and his wife hadhell for five years, and not even once, not once, had she asked anyone for help Not once had she complained or attempted to defend herself She had held her silence and tried to deflect their viciousness as ers of one hand through his hair and blew out a hard, control-fortifying breath He was not going to follow Congressman Roberts and beat his brains into a bloody pulp Cam would not tell that viperous woman Roberts had married what a lousy excuse for a human she was

And he would not, by God, destroy the hard work Jaci had put into keeping her reputation intact But she would belong to him To him, as well as to Chase She had run for seven years, and now, by God, the running was over

He had no idea what had actually happened between the congressman, his wife, and Jaci Even Courtney Sinclair, Jaci’s friend, had no clue what had caused the Robertses to target her Jaci sih

He re tales Tell her so, it stayed with her And she never had been the sort of female to run to others for protection Whatever the Robertses had done to her, it had caused her to retreat inside herself, to restrain the fiery nature that he had always been drawn to

He glanced toward the doorway Roberts had used to reenter the house It was one of the side doors The congress to Ian’s private study and his better booze, rather than joining the Sinclair parties for long

Ian allowed it, though Caht of all the ways he could hurt the othera mark How easily he could warn him that Jaci was off-liain

He took a step toward the doorhen Ian Sinclair stepped out on the patio The other loith knowledge as he slid a cigar from inside his jacket and smiled back at Cam

"These parties suck," Ian said as Caain, and cocked his brow ly

"I wouldn’t have hurt hiht sar toward Cam Cam took it as Ian lit up his own Seconds later, the sweet scent of iainst the stone balustrade of the patio

"A wohed "Make his"

"Don’t start on me, Ian"

Ian had been full of wise little comments since he learned Cam had a weakness, and that weakness was a woman For some reason, the other man had seeht left the party with Chase awhile ago," Ian stated "Did you know about that?"

"I knew" Caed Chase knew the limits, he had always known them, where Jaci was concerned

Ian watched hiarden "Sometimes aher heart is another thing They can be separate"

"Let’s cut the shit," he told his ee, or your business Refrain fro me advice here, if you don’t ed to him and Chase would know it But his fist curled at his side and the need to leave the party, to rush to her hotel, was nearly eating hile" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>