Chapter 145

The room is spacious and clean. Quite opulent. It’s like the designer transported the insides of an Italian villa-complete with marble and finely upholstered furniture, glass chandeliers and even a cozy, roaring fireplace-into this dockside commercial building.

The stark comparison to the vacant warehouse behind me has me doing a double take.

“That’s our shipping and receiving area,” he says easily. “This

room is for receiving our special guests.”

That sounds creepy and ominous. “Ryker.”

I recognize him immediately as the wolf from the restaurant.

His features are too remarkable to forget.

He sniffs a bit at the gun in my hand, like it’s some accessory

that he finds offensive.

Whatevs.

“My brother?”

us shortly.” He holds out his hand. “Come.

but I can’t kick the feeling that

on them and

smirks. The man’s eyes pin me and his features bear

think he’d use his looks,

facade, I sense that this male

“Sign them.”

be at least

to read them,

can’t let my brother d ie. I just can’t. Not after losing dad. But if this destroys

my attorney

funniest thing. A few seconds later, his expression

do they say?” I ask

you’re turning

pages trying to skim, but really I’m just looking to buy time. My options are very limited. I can sh oot

tearing my throat out. And what about

see my brother first. Release

We can rebuild. Raise money. Start

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