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Once he’d checked in and ordered roo-sized bed in his suite The pastbut work as he methodically eliminated the people who had put him in prison It had been difficult since he anted byhis enemies orth it

Now he only had one odly amount of money for the information he now possessed and he still wasn’t sure it was even correct Neville would have to see the woman in person to be certain

If the woman he’d known as Cait Chilcott was still alive, he’d be selling her into slavery soon enough No less than what the bitch deserved His information on her was scant, but he had a name and he planned to use it: Mara Caldwell

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Mara rolled over and sighed when she realized Harrison’s side of the bed was already empty It wasn’t even seven o’clock, but he was up and clearly avoiding her Nor for hione into work

Not that she could blame him

She’d been distant the past h she was a pro at co for her had knocked her neorld right off its axis She’d thought she was safe, that she’d created a new life with the man she loved That the evil fro

Meeting Harrison hadn’t been part of her plan, but once she’daway from him had never been an option Now she wondered if he’d be the one to walk away from her when he knew the truth about her past He’d been so brutally honest with her about his own life and his career with the CIA before he’d started working for Red Stone Security

But she’d kept her secrets

Sharing didn’t come naturally to her and now her secrets could possibly hurt the people she loved Harrison, his faht have to walk away fro she wanted to do If it saved him, she’d do it no matter howand dressing, she decided to head to the women’s shelter she volunteered at When she’da travel agency but she’d hated it with a passion Eventually he’d convinced her to quit so she could do what she loved Now she was in the process of looking for real estate to purchase so she could open her own shelter

While a very s any money into their household at the moment, the fact that she was able to help women who needed it practically seven days a week overpowered the lingering guilt she so since she was fifteen, it would take so used to

On the drive to the shelter, she called Harrison

He picked up on the third ring "Yeah?" There was no softness in his voice

"You left without saying goodbye thisfierce He hadn’t even held her last night She’d been ahen he’d finally come to bed and he hadn’t attempted to touch her She’d been too afraid of his rejection to reach out

He cleared his throat "Sorry, you looked so peaceful I didn’t want to wake you"