He held out his hand, and she slipped hers into it, holding tight.Then he led her into the dark, away from her nightmare.
****
Evren kept glancingdown at the woman by his side.He really didn’t believe her about knowing the future, but a little delusion never hurt anyone.Case in point: his brother Saxon.Not that he was going to take advantage of her “crazy” because that wasn’t who he was, but she was gorgeous and asked him to save her so he said yes.
There was no way he would turn his back on someone needing help.Besides, no woman should be subjected to Scias Mailliard.The man had already put one wife in the ground.
Evren held her hand as he led her to his car, making sure to stay in the shadows.Just in case.Scias was a paranoid bastard and Evren wouldn’t put it past the man to have snipers trained to take out any escapees.
Now he was glad he didn’t use the valet service at this fuck-awful shindig.Once they reached his bulletproof Lamborghini SUV, he held open the passenger door and helped her into the vehicle before heading around to the driver’s side.So far, so good.Starting up the engine, he carefully maneuvered around other vehicles and got the hell out of there.
“Do you have a plan?”he asked.
“Plan?”
“Yeah,” he said, glancing at her.“Where you want to go.What you want to do.You know.A plan.”
She stared out the side window and he wondered what was going through her mind.He wondered if she had even thought about what she was going to do once she left her engagement party.If she went back now, she’d probably be beaten, and no way could he allow that to happen.
“I have no plan,” she murmured, almost absently.“No ID.No money.No clothes.But I’ll figure it out.”
“How?”
She shrugged.“I don’t know.Better than being dead, though.”
He had to give her that one, and wavered if he should feed into her psychosis.“Do you feel like telling me how you, uh, died?”
“I overheard Scias being angry at Rexx because he thought your brother Jeremiah was at someplace called Direridge, when it was actually you.Then he threw me over the balcony and I broke my neck.”
There was a sharp intake of breath.“What did you say?”
“I said a lot of things.Can you clarify which part?”
“How do you know about Direridge?”
“I don’t,” she answered.“It’s just what I heard that night.Or this night.Tense is going to be confusing, I see.Anyway.Scias was pissed that I eavesdropped, and like I said, he tossed me over my bedroom balcony.What’s Direridge?”
“Direridge is the business at the Jade Grove.It’s a location acquisition no one was supposed to know the details of.”It seemed they had a mole, he thought.“And then what happened?”
“When I was dead, I stared down at my body,” she continued in a soft voice, seemingly lost in the memory.“I had two options.One, go to Heaven.The other was a chance for a do-over.”
“I guess you chose the do-over.”
“I wasn’t ready to die.”
“None of us are.”
He drove a bit more, trying to figure out where to take her, but then decided to just head to the Monarque.Like Jeremiah and Saxon, he had a penthouse there.It was close to midnight and since he had no idea where to take her, he decided they’d tackle that question in the morning.
“I have a spare bedroom you can use for the night,” he told her.“After breakfast, we’ll talk more.”
“Okay,” she replied, stifling a yawn.“Now that the adrenaline is crashing, my eyelids want to close.”
He drove down Las Vegas Boulevard toward his brother’s casino.When they were kids, each brother had their designated roles.Jeremiah, since he’d been the oldest, was leader.Aera lived to get under his skin.Evren was the peacemaker, and Saxon, well, whenever they needed something completely idiotic done, they asked him.
“Do you live in a casino?”
“My brother, Jeremiah, owns the Monarque.”