Page 40 of Fallen Heir
“No,” she said quickly. “It was Alex. He must’ve told Bruce where I was.”
There it was.
She was opening up.
And I already knew she wasn’t lying—because I’d seen the intel myself.
But hearing her say it meant something. It meanteverything.
“Who’s Alex?” I asked, careful not to sound too eager.
We hadn’t been able to dig up much.
The guy was a ghost.
“I’m not sure,” she murmured, gaze falling. “I just heard his name when they were talking. They do business together, but he…”
She paused.
And that’s when I knew she was about to lie.
“…I get a bad feeling from him.”
Okay.Not a total lie. But there was something she wasn’t saying.
And I needed to find out what.
“I introduced you to Ben the other night,” I said slowly, watching her expression. Treading carefully. “He’s the head of my security team.”
Her brows drew together slightly.
“I’m going to let him know we need someone to keep an eye on you. Nothing invasive—just someone nearby. Someone who won’t get in your way but can make sure you’re safe.”
I waited.
“Would you let me do that?”
She hesitated. Not because she didn’t want protection. But because trusting someone again—that was the hard part.
Finally, she gave the smallest nod. It was all I needed.
She didn’t have to know Ben was already watching her. Already keeping her safe. She didn’t have to know I’d planned all of this from the moment I saw her walk into that club.
All she needed. . .was to feel safe.
And now she was.
Right where I wanted her.
My phone buzzed.
I looked down at the screen and answered with one word: “Yeah.”
“Here,” Ben said on the other end. His tone clipped, steady. “Open the door.”
I glanced back at Savannah.
She had no idea what was coming next.
