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“I can help.”
“You inside my head is the last thing I need.”
“This is what I do.”
I couldn’t keep the pain from reflecting in my eyes; it was impossible to hide anything from him.
“Let Atticus deal with her.”
I blinked at him, hating my transparency. “I have to make sure Amelia’s safe.”
“Call her. Tell her not to go back.”
“She’s blocked my phone number.”
“Use my phone.”
I shook my head. “You don’t know her.”
“You’re concerned Jewel will seduce her back to Pendulum?”
“Amelia gave away the location of where the trafficked women were hiding. She was bribed with a priceless diamond.”
“She’ll have trouble selling it.”
“She played both sides.”
“Greyson, after you help her, what then?”
“I’ll send her back to Ohio.”
“Why would you want to be around her?” he asked softly. “Amelia’s toxic.”
“I know,” I whispered.
Cameron stepped closer. “I’m concerned.”
I wanted answers.
I had to know the motivation behind her betrayal, the deeper story. I needed to know if what we’d shared was genuine—if there was any shred of truth to the person she had made me believe she was.
Cameron rested his hand on my shoulder. “You’re having an existential crisis.”
“I’m redefining the meaning of life.”
“Yourlife,” Cameron said with volition. “And it’s a good life, Grantchester.”
I looked away.
My breath caught at the sight of a woman standing motionless, bathed in shadows in the dimly lit hallway. How long had the stunning brunette been there, listening to our conversation?
She was in her early twenties, her presence commanding effortless attention, her see-through nightdress highlighted by the shining chandelier above, revealing her tall, lithe figure.
She was perfection.
Cameron turned to look at her. “Go back to bed,” he ordered.
She hesitated, her refusal a surprise considering his tone. His gaze found me again, only this time as a stark warning. She was out of bounds. His reaction stirred fascination.
