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Good men were few and far between, and the best of theht as he had never held another wo her luck held out for the rest of the afternoon Cah the first part of the day investigating potential clubwith Ian and the head of security
She had the keys to one of the estate cars, a sporty little BMW waiting beneath the parking awning And thewas set and firet here, to vindicate herself for one night of bad judgued her The Robertses were exactingly particular about who they played their games with They weren’t so stupid as to allow their dirty laundry wave in the public winds So why decide to take a chance on an interior designer they barely knew?
That question kept her up at night, because it sih her hair, then rubbed at her ar to chase the chills fro, or a pre that the unanswered questions were the erous ones, where the Robertses were concerned
Her cell phone chihts, and she pulled it from the clip at her side and checked the nu ’s set"
Jaci’s brows lifted at the quiet tone Moriah had been freaking out since the night before; now, other than a slight nervous quiver to her voice, she was calm, steady
"Have they called?"
"Annalee just called toto be here I’m to leave the apartment after you arrive I’ll slip back in the back door andsain "I’et out of his s early"
"You can’t show up early," Moriah hissed "They’ll be suspicious"
Jaci nodded at that "I’ll drive around for a while I’ll be right on ti’s ready on your end, and I’ll do my part"
"Yes, you will" Moriah seemed to breathe in harshly "I’ll call Annalee and let her know everything’s ready to go She and Robert will be here a little early I know them" Silence filled the line
"It’s almost over, Moriah," she promised
"Yes, it is" Satisfaction filled Moriah’s voice now "It’s finally alathered up her purse and the keys, andand out the door to the back parking area
The BMW was sitting right where Matthew had pro the Robertses’ threats, their destructive stories, and the frustration of being unable to fight back, was over Within a few hours, she and Moriah both would have what they needed to force the Robertses back, to end the subtle, destructive war they aging
And she would have done it on her oithout help She would have protected herself, secured herself That was important to her, to know she could do what she had to do alone, if necessary
No doubt, Ca on, what had happened, and what she had done to stop it He would rage and probably end up hitting Richard next ti Richard, she decided with a smile She’d cheer him on Hell, she’d help him
As she pulled out of the Sinclair estate, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief and headed to Moriah’s apartment on the other side of the city
It was almost over She should be relieved Instead, she couldn’t see inside her gut She had been poised on the edge of this for too long She had fought for it for too long Now that the end was so near, she couldn’t see to work
She had planned it roundwork, she had made herself hold back, kept her silence when she wanted nothing more than to inform the world of the depravity of those two, each time they or one of their friends sliced at her
She wasn’t a wo so so had torn at her pride more than once But she’d had a plan A plan that had fored to nearly destroy her reputation
She could have told Cam She probably should have told Ca it his way and taking over He would have beat the hell out of Richard and probably terrified Annalee He would have had the satisfaction, Jaci wouldn’t have And she needed it
She pulled her cell phone fro it in her purse Before she entered Moriah’s apartment, she’d set it to record A backup Insurance, just in case
She trusted Moriah iirl was too nervous, too shaky There was always the chance that she could have miscued the video recorder, or that the Robertses were sood plan, her father had told her once And on her desk was the letter she had left for Cam just before she left Why the hell she had written it she couldn’t figure out She had been coh To prove she trusted hi wheel, breathed in slowly, and forced back that edge of panic This was going to work She had no choice but to ed into his office and faced his brother with an edge of irritation Chase had demanded he drop the scheduled interview he and Ian had with the first line of the punitive committee for the club
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