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“I want her home,” Kai said, shattering me out of my reverie.
“Me too,” I sighed, rising from the marble kitchen island. “I’m going to the hospital.”
“Visiting hours are probably over by now.”
I smirked at him. “Oh, Kai,” I laughed. “When are you going to learn that regular rules don’t apply to us?”
* * *
The prognosis was that Mylee had been incredibly lucky. The ricin had not been ingested, despite the closeness to her face. She had managed to get the box away just in the nick of time.
I had exchanged several phone calls with Senator Davies over the past two days, but we were no closer to finding the culprit than we’d been at the beginning. Even after poring over security footage, there was no telling who had come for her or why.
“There are so many crazies, Lincoln,” the senator reminded me, like I could have forgotten. “We just have to keep our loved ones as close as possible.”
“What is all this?” Mylee demanded, staring at the armed guards escorting us from the private room. “I feel like we’re in a third-world country.”
“You’re to be protected at all costs now,” Paxton told her firmly, flanking her other side. “Until we find out who’s targeting you.”
“Okay, but this is a little much, isn’t it?” Mylee complained.
“Considering the alternative? It’s not enough,” I replied firmly. “They’re staying.”
She didn’t fight me, even though I could tell she wanted to. Between the car accident and poisoning, her nerves were frayed.
On the way home, I handed her the contract from Silverpiece, which she gawked at.
“A-are you kidding?” she sputtered, looking from me to Kai to Paxton and back again. “This is…”
She took a deep breath and shuddered. The car rides were still giving her anxiety. “This is way more than I expected to earn.”
“You’re worth it,” I told her quietly. “You’ve proven yourself.”
“And I don’t think this is the ceiling for you,” Paxton added. “There’s always room to move up.”
“Definitely not,” I agreed. “You’re a very quick study, Mylee.”
Kai reached for her hand, and she bit on her lower lip like she was about to cry. “The million is in a secured account for you as well. You are fully protected, no matter what you choose to do.”
She stared at him. “What I choose to do?” she echoed. “I told you what I’m doing. I’m staying on—with you. I don’t want that money.”
“It’s there. You don’t have to touch it if you don’t want it,” I said.
Tears brimmed in her bright brown eyes. “You guys are too good to me. I don’t know why you picked me—”
“Stop that,” I growled, grabbing for her other hand. “You deserve everything you’ve gotten and more.”
She shook her head and met my eyes, the disbelief evident. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me,” I told her. “Just keep doing what you’re doing.”
Harrison pulled up in front of the Gable Place, and Lyndon moved to open the front door, his scowl deepening when he saw Mylee.
I’d had enough of the doorman’s attitude.
“Lyndon, are you aware that Ms. Lynn is now a registered resident of the Gable Place? In fact, she owns the penthouse,” I told him coldly.
The doorman appeared taken aback by the information as we piled through.
