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Especially him.

But there’s one thing I can’t deny.

Aside from me, there’s only one other person who hated the Reds enough to stand up to them.

Someone who saw firsthand what they put me through.

Someone who knew how much they took from me and how close they came to destroying my life.

Someone who loved me enough to do just about anything to protect me.

Even something unforgivable.

My breath catches as the pieces begin falling into place, forming a picture so horrifying that I wish I could tear it apart before it becomes clear.

Sienna was right about one thing.

Money is a powerful motive.

But nothing trumps revenge.

And as much as Sienna loves to boast about being good at her job, I’m pretty good at mine, too.

I know how these stories work. I know how to plant the clues, bury the truth, and make sure the reader never suspects the killer until it’s too late.

And if this were one of my books, I’d know exactly who the killer would be.

The person nobody would ever see coming.

The person I’d trust with my life.

The person I’ve loved for as long as I can remember.

Milo.

Chapter 36

Fairhope, May 1st, 2016

I bite down on my pillow, desperately trying to muffle the sounds escaping me as the aftershocks of the earth-shattering orgasm Milo just gave me ripple through my body.

“We have to find a better way to keep you quiet, baby,” he whispers against my ear once I’ve finally caught my breath.

“You didn’t exactly make it easy on me,” I complain, turning my head just enough to catch his bottom lip between my teeth.

“Sorry.” A low rumble vibrates through his chest as I soothe the sting with a slow swipe of my tongue. His eyelids shut before burying his nose in my hair. “I’m the worst boyfriend ever.”

I fight a smile. “You’re not too bad.”

“Not too bad?” He lifts his head, looking genuinely offended.

I kiss the tip of his nose. “I’d give you a solid eight out of ten.”

“Eight?!”

“Maybe nine if you kiss me again.”

Milo shakes his head, laughing, before pulling me into another long kiss. By the time we finally come up for air, I’m seriously considering bumping his score up to a perfect ten. He settles beside me and draws me into his arms, pressing a kiss to my temple.