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Damn it. I must have missed most of their conversation.

What the hell was that about? Was it about me? If it was, I could be in big trouble.

Peeking into the gym, I saw Martin running on the treadmill. There was no sign of anyone else with him.

As soon as I got back into the women’s changing room, I grabbed my bag and left.

Thank god there were no speed cameras in the vicinity and no police cars on patrol as I sped along the road like a formula one driver on speed.

All the way I kept checking over my shoulder as if a car was suddenly going to be following me.

The rational part of my brain told me I was being dumb. Nobody was following me. After all, neither Martin nor his associate had known I was there, but my churning gut, shaking hands and overall sick feeling said I didn’t believe it.

Regardless of whether I was being followed, I had to assume that the conversation I’d overheard was about me. After the way Martin had acted today, taking more notice of my demeanour than usual, which was out of character for him, I was convinced of it.

Of course, there was the slightest chance I was wrong. I might just be being paranoid, but I didn’t believe so. My gut said they suspected me, and I needed to listen to it.

Suddenly, I felt very alone and very frightened.

The words John Aldridge said to me kept playing over and over in my mind. What if he was right, and I ended up with a bullet in my head like my dad? Just another unsolved cold case. Bile rose in my throat as I realised how screwed I could be.

Shit! I couldn’t do this alone.

My mind whirled, and I felt dizzy.

I’d been a bloody fool. Anything could happen to me, and then my dad would have really died for nothing, the corruption would go on, and those involved would get away with everything. That couldn’t be allowed to happen.

I needed an ally, and there was only one person it could be. It was time to go see Miki and take him up on his offer to work together and trade information. It looked like fate had decided, after all.

Turning my car around, I headed to the Hilton.

CHAPTER 16

MIKI

LATER THAT NIGHT – SHE FOUND ME

Pounding at my door alerted me to a problem, and I awoke with a start.

Cursing loudly, I jumped out of bed naked and opened the door. Marko was there, looking worried.

“What is it?” I demanded in annoyance.

“Vlad just called; your detective is on her way up here.”

“Shit!”

She found me?

I hurriedly pulled on some trousers and a shirt and rushed out into the other room just as there was a knock at the suite door.

What was she doing here, and how the hell did she find me?

And thank god she had.

I’d been climbing the walls all day, desperate with the need to see her, and now she had come to me.

Excitement at seeing my Little Miss Red made my heart pound and adrenaline rush through my veins.

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