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“I wouldn’t be calling you if I was.”

“Then who the hell is it?”

“That I don’t know. What I do know is I got you into the party.”

“Keep talkin’.”

Sloan mouthed, “I’m going to take a quick shower.”

“You alone?” Felipe questioned.

I waited until she shut the door behind her.

“Talk and make it quick.”

“I think you fail to see that you’re not the one in control, so how about a little fucking respect when you speak to me.”

“How about you suck my dick?”

He scoffed out a chuckle, “It’s a masquerade theme. Cover up as much as you can so no one will know it’s you. Come alone and don’t tell anyone. You can’t start trouble, but you’ll be able to sniff around and see if you get any leads. This event isn’t child’s play, Jameson. The men at this party won’t hesitate to put a bullet between your eyes if they think for one second you’re there for anything other than drugs, booze, or pussy. You fuck around, and you’ll find out really fucking quickly, and let me assure you, you won’t win. Do you understand me? This isn’t the time or place to start a war.”

“I understand.”

“Good. The event is in Venezuela this time. It jumps around from place to place to remain secretive, and only men who have been initiated can attend, but I can get you in. Same vibe as my party that you so rudely crashed times ten.”

“When?”

“Friday night. I’ll send you all the information via mail. I don’t want this traced back to me, which is why I’m calling you from a burner phone.”

“You’re not the one I’m after.”

“Doesn’t mean I won’t get caught in the crossfire.”

“Like I said, I’ll owe you one.”

“Oh, Luke Jameson, you’ll owe me a lot more than one.” He hung up, and I threw my phone on the bed.

By the time Sloan came back to bed, the sleeping pills kicked in with a vengeance, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open even though I wanted to. My body surrendered to sleep when I felt her get into bed and into my arms.

“Luke…”

“Mmm…”

“Thank you for saving my life. No one has ever protected me like that.”

“Mm-hmm…”

“You know it’s why I started kickboxing. I never had anyone look out for me like that.”

“Hmm…”

“And Luke…”

Everything went black, but I swear I faintly heard her say, “I think I’m in love with you.”

I woke up the following morning like I’d been hit by a fucking train. I reached for Sloan, surprised she wasn’t in my arms. Her side of the bed was cold, and my eyes immediately opened, searching for her, but she was nowhere to be found.

“Sloan?” I called out, thinking she was maybe in the bathroom.

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