Page 66 of Cameron's Contract
She slipped from me and I felt the loss of her.
She searched my face. “You did it!”
I cupped her cheeks and kissed her passionately, despite this ache making me want to push her away. Reluctant to tell her, I tried to find the words to let her down gently. This battle had been just as much hers.
“I went exploring,” she said. “There’s this nice little deli one block away. I bought lunch for everyone.”
“Thank you,” I said. “We won’t be needing it now.”
“But Henry’s on his way over? And Shay? Why don’t you get some sleep before they get here? You look exhausted.”
“They’re not coming.”
Her smile faded.
I took her by the hand and guided her farther in. “Mia.”
“Cameron, what happened?”
“Everyone we visited yesterday rescinded their vote.”
“But that doesn’t make any sense.”
I moved away, hating myself for allowing this to go so wrong, for failing my dad, failing everyone.
“Cameron?”
“Someone got to them.”
“The men behind the buyout?”
“Pure and simple blackmail.”
“Go to the police.”
“It doesn’t work like that.”
Her eyes watered. “Your dad’s lawyers then.”
“An investigation would end the same. Their privacy shattered. Then they’d willingly throw us to the wolves. It’s lose, lose.”
“There must be something you can do?”
“We’ve run out of time.”
“No, I refuse to believe that. Not after everything you did?”
I shrugged, not wanting her to see me like this. “I have to make some calls.”
“What can I do?”
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.
Striding away, I headed into the study, needing to put distance between us.
The morning sun burst like shards of fierce orange through the window, and I blinked against the assault and strolled over to close the blinds.
Making my way back toward the desk, I felt useless and stood there merely staring at the wall.
