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“I have all day,” I continue, letting go of his finger. “You’re going to bleed out in this drain, but before you die, you’re going to tell me everything that you know.”

The coordinates and our plans were kept a secret, no one was supposed to have access to any information unless listed as a person of trust. Which means that someone must have betrayed us, as much as I hate admitting that.

“It wasn’t a guess,” the man chokes out, still fighting for breath.

Jade takes a small step forward, her eyes narrowing. “What do you mean?”

“Mr. Devlin had the exact departure time,” The man turns his good eye toward the floor, trembling from the pain. “He had every detail of your plan, starting from the map of the road you were going to take, and ending with the exact hour it would all go down.”

I look at Jade, watching as her face turns completely pale.

“Who gave it to him?” I demand, my hand gripping the heavy iron of the chair so hard the metal flexes. “Who gave Nolan the information?”

“It came from inside,” he says, his voice a whisper as a bloody grin spreads across his face.

“Who?”

“The leak came straight from the Moretti house. Someone in her own family sold her out.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

Jade

“Maybe you should wait in the car,” Malachi suggests as we stand at the entrance of Papà’s estate. “I asked Milo to come with us for a reason.”

“No,” I shake my head. “Someone with my own blood betrayed me and I’m not going to hide in a bulletproof car like a coward. I’m going to find out who it was and I’m going to send them to hell myself.”

“As much as I love this spark in you,” Malachi smirks, taking my hand in his, “I want you to think clearly and remember that the main goal is staying safe.”

“Don’t worry,” I say, letting a sigh escape me. “I got this.”

After one of the new maids lets us inside, I walk straight down the main hall toward Papà’s office. I push the heavy doors open and walk in without knocking.

Papà is standing behind his desk, a phone pressed to his ear. The second he sees me, he drops the phone onto the desk, his face turning pale.

“Jade,” he says, his voice a mix of relief and anger. He looks at my clothes, then glares at Malachi. “Where the hell have you been? My men have been tearing the city apart looking for you. We were waiting at the church and nobody knew what happened to all of you. I have been calling everyone I could think of to get news. Why weren’t you or any of your brothers answering? We have been worried sick.”

I walk forward until I am standing right in front of his desk. “Your men, huh? Are those the same men who also betrayed me?”

“What are you talking about?” Papà frowns. “The wedding⁠—”

“The wedding happened,” Malachi interrupts as I raise my left hand, showing him the band and the diamond sitting next to it. “But it happened in private, thanks to your leak.”

“A leak?” Papà stops, his eyes dropping to the ring, then returning up to my face. “I’m confused.”

“Nolan’s men set a trap for her,” Malachi tells him, studying his face. “They ran my escort off the road and if you didn’t notice, one of your men is missing. They took him and sent one of the Nolan’s men in his place.”

“He attacked her?” Papà grips the edge of his desk, his knuckles turning white.

“Yes, Papà,” I say. “If Malachi hadn’t come back for me, I would now be Nolan Devlin’s prisoner.”

Malachi remains quiet by my side, allowing me to continue this conversation with my father, but I can feel the tension in his shoulders and the readiness in his position. He could jump at him at any moment.

“Don’t act shocked,” I say. “We caught the driver who rammed the escort and he spilled all the tea. We know someone from the inside leaked the information.”

Papà’s face goes entirely blank.

“The fucking leak came from inside this house. From my own blood. Someone in here wants me dead and I’ll be damned if I don’t find out who it is.”