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CHAPTER 1

Kynan

I noreous redhead was perforht calling As e at Jameson Force Security, she wouldn’t call unless it was ih to take a business call while receiving personal pleasure

“This better be good, Hart,” I say curtly after connecting My gaze drifts ever so briefly to the al to the wonize She watchesI’ll reward her

“I don’t know if good is the word,” she drawls “There’s a lot ofto like who it’s from”

“If it’s that bloody congressman who hired us to babysit his duffer son, the answer is no” That job had taught s money can’t buy

“What the hell is a ‘duffer’?” Rachel asks

“Someone who’s useless,” I say distractedly as the woloriously perky tits

“You Brits have a funny way of talking,” Rachel replies “Why couldn’t you just have said ‘useless’?”

I feel the corners of my mouth turn upward into an amused smile, but she’ll never know My tone is one of impatience when I mutter, “Just tell me what the job is, and I’ll approve or deny it”

“It’s Joslyn Meyers”

My blood pressure instantly spikes, and I tighten lass I’m surprised it doesn’t shatter It’s difficult not to yell into the phone, but there’s nothe force of my words “Not only no, but hell no Whatever she needs, the answer is a bloody fucking no”

“I think you should listen—”

“I said ‘no’,” I bark into the phone but then i else we need to discuss that doesn’t have to do with Joslyn Meyers, or can I get back to what I was doing before you tried to ruin ht?”

“She’s in serious trouble,” Rachel snaps

“Don’t care,” I snarl

“Her life is in danger”