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Peace.
Yes, that was what I needed. Total isolation. Maybe then I could unbox all the emotional trauma. Or maybe not. Maybe I’d just leave it all where it was and pretend I’d lived a perfect, charmed life and living the rest of my days on a Greek island was the spoils of such a life. I hadn’t decided yet but I was leaning towards the latter.
My musing was cut short when I realized I was no longer holding my phone to my ear. Easton had confiscated it.
He tapped the screen a few times then announced, “You’re on speaker.”
Zane wasted no time—as in he launched straight to the point without preamble.
“Last night I found out that for the last three years, along with her freelance work, Nebraska has been employed by Z Corps.”
Easton pinned me with a scorching look.
I pinched my lips.
“How is it possible you didn’t know she was an employee?”
No, now Zane got to point, or actually to the meat of the confession I wasn’t sure he was ready to reveal.
With a long-suffering sigh that wasn’t so much suffering as it was highly annoyed, Zane went on.
“I’ve been keeping something from the team.”
Since I was staring at Easton, I saw it happen in real time. The way his shoulders drew up, the way his back straightened, the tightness that suffused his body.
Shit.
This was going to be bad.
Really bad.
I didn’t think. No, I didn’t have to think, I knew now was not the right time to share.
“I don’t think—”
“It’s time, Nebraska. The truth’s out, they all need to know.”
Easton’s gaze turned into a glare.
When I could take no more I closed my eyes.
And waited…
FIFTEEN
“It’s time, Nebraska. The truth’s out, they all need to know.”
Nebraska looked like she was ready to come out of her skin.
And when her eyes closed, Zane’s warning hit me square in my chest.
Don’t let those pretty blue eyes and all that soft you think you see under her hard exterior fool you. She’s a fixer, same as her mother. She’ll sell her services to the highest bidder. Women like that have no loyalty. And right now, she holds more power than I’m comfortable with.
All that soft you think you see under her hard exterior fooled you.
I’m just a piece to move around the board when I need to be used.
I’d fallen straight into her trap.
