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Suddenly, a figure caught my eye. The shadowy silhouette of a figure walking gracefully up to the counter with sunglasses on and even a low baseball hat on. There was no mistaking exactly who it was.

Jade Nakamura was on the screen pawning my dead sister’s earrings.

Why would she have Abby’s earrings? What was the reason behind stealing the earrings? For ending my sister's life? My thoughts had started to run a race giving me a headache.

Pausing the footage as Jade accepted the lowest amount possible for the earrings, I found the key to my desk. Unlocking the desk, I reached inside and pulled out a shiny black gun. Sitting it on the table, I stared at the weapon.

The police had even said the way the murder had taken place, it seemed personal but they had chalked it up to a robbery gone wrong because of the earrings.

Another few moments seemed to pass. I steered clear of other Yakuza member's territories. Again, I wanted to keep my nieces as safe as possible. Atlanta was a huge enough city, that I could avoid causing a run-in with anyone.

To do that required research.

And I was very fucking well-versed in research. The moment Jade had made it known to me that she’d married Ken Nakamura, I’d had Mark figure out which territories he’d set up shop in so that I could avoid going into anything owned by him.

Tonight, that would change.

I closed the laptop and pulled out my phone.

Composing a quick text, I fired one off to Mark. Where are you?

I followed Halo as you’ve instructed. I didn’t know that she was coming here though.

My stomach twisted. Where?

I swear I had no idea, Sir.

I found myself pinching the bridge of my nose. For fuck sake Mark, where?

Kashin, he finally replied.

Fuck, I’d never imagined that Halo would wind up in Nakamura’s club. The one place in the entire damn world that I didn’t need my wife to be in, she’d walked into willing.

Texting Mark a few more times, I made him beef up the security as I was headed that way. The entire drive to the nightclub, I felt as if death were riding in the car with me. It felt like a long slow tingle riding down the middle of my back. My worry for Halo began to haunt my thoughts and guilt hit me.

She didn’t know the danger she was in.

I had never warned her or explained the other side of my business. The woman thought I owned a tea company which was only partially true.

Despite it all, the marriage and circumstances of us being in each other’s lives, I was willing to protect Halo at all odds.

She was important to me now.

HALO

Nightclubs had never been my thing but Sheamus had promised me that it’d be fun. I knew that Mark wasn’t too far behind me. Before I’d even left the premises, I sent him a text with my exact address.

I was hoping to avoid an argument with Ashton, who I was sure was not happy with me.

Why do you care, I wondered as I pulled down the visor.

I half expected another stupid ass piece of paper to flutter to the ground but it didn’t. Ever since I’d been attacked on our six-month anniversary, Mark had been there. Or one of the other guards. None of my stepbrothers had tried to attack or contact me again.

My reflection stared back at me and I realized I looked a little bland. I’d bought a brand new tube of Fenty lipstick on a whim. My lips puckered slightly and I ran The MVP shade over my lips.

“That’s bold as hell,” I whispered.

A knock came on my window, causing me to jump. Staring up I found Sheamus standing there in a button-up and blue jeans so tight he would make a straight man blush.

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