Page 58 of Triple Power Play 3
“If Jackson kept videos of them fucking from his last property, I’m sure he’s well-versed in setting up security.”
“That was internal. I want every inch of the exterior covered.”
“Once this is sorted, are you returning to the hotel?”
“I’m undercover. Why would I leave?”
“Because there’s an entire investigation beyond this mansion. You’re dragging your feet and being played by pussy, man. Sorry.”
“You saw the text Jackson received in Boston. She’s being threatened by the people we’re working to take down. My job is here.”
“And that’s all?”
“That’s all.”
Frozen in the hallway, I replay the conversation in my head. I was going to greet Charlie when I overheard voices coming from the security room. Now, my entire world is blown apart.
I feel foolish.
Boston. Why Ethan’s voice was raised, why Jax was upset, the only reason Reece is here. I’m being threatened, and they didn’t tell me.
That, I can understand. Ethan told me to forget about the case. I can deal with them wanting to protect me, but Jackson has videos of us together? From where? The downtown condo? Laguna? Both? Reece and Charlie know. Does Ethan know too? Of course he does; he knows everything.
I’m alone.
Reece is here for his job.That’s all. I guess his partner doesn’t like me much, and here I was, excited to see him again. He thinks I’m playing Reece, which sheds light on Reece’s anger when I hugged him and asked him to stay.
I’m so stupid.
In a daze, I stumble through the house and out the door. I stand on the back patio, eyes fixed on the ocean, unsure of what to do next. I’m living a lie. I need to think—away from here.
“Princess.”
Startled, I whip around.
Reece’s brows pinch. “What’s wrong?”
I place my palm over my wildly beating heart and tight chest. “I’m leaving.”
His scowl deepens. “Why?”
“I want to leave.”
He steps closer. “Okay. I’ll take you wherever you wish to go.”
I step back. “No. I don’t want to be near you.” My voice cracks and my throat burns. Tears blur my vision, and I angrily wipe them away with my knuckles.
He advances again, and I retreat.
His jaw clenches, his temples bulging. “What did I do, angel?”
I catch movement behind him, and we both turn to see Charlie approaching.
He waves. “Hey, Aurora.”
I have nothing to say. My chest hurts too much to speak more than a few words, and honestly, I don’t feel like talking to him at the moment.
They exchange a glance. Reece lifts his chin toward the house and gestures for his partner to leave us. When he faces me, his eyes betray his guilt. “What can I do?”
