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“Maybe we shouldn’t have lost them back there,” Tom said suddenly as they got close to the hospital. When you coast for too long, your guard really does drop.

Rebecca blinked at him, puzzled.

Mark raised an eyebrow at him, equally confused.

“It’s not like we’re up to anything classified,” Tom said, looking dead serious. “If they wanna tail us, let them. I’ve got moves and I know my way around a car–trust me, whatever they pull, I’ll make sure you both stay safe.”

Rebecca gave it some thought.

He had a point.

“Now that they know you’ve got a bodyguard with serious driving chops, they’re not likely to come at us the same way again. Odds are, they’ll switch tactics,” Tom said, acting like it was some hard–earned wisdom.

Rebecca and Mark exchanged a glance, both clearly thinking, ‘He’s just finding new ways to brag about himself.‘

Honestly, the level of driving he showed earlier was nothing to write home about–any regular cab driver in Jelasburg could’ve pulled that off easy. It wouldn’t impress anyone around here.

“Ms. Jensen, ever thought about making me your Swiss army knife bodyguard?” Tom joked, grinning. “Just double my paycheck, put me in charge of Mark, and you get the ultimate bodyguard package. How’s that for a deal?”

Rebecca just tuned him out, lowering her head and scrolling through the tech director’s latest updates.

Tom kept at it. “Seriously, you’re not even a little tempted?”

“I’m seriously awesome, you know,” he insisted.

“Come on, up my salary–you won’t regret it, promise!”

“Trust me, I’m a total bargain–you’re gonna love having me around,” Tom added with a cheeky grin.

“You should be grateful I’m not docking your pay for bugging the boss,” Mark retorted, clearly unimpressed. “Run your mouth one more time and I’ll personally hit mute.”

Tom clenched his jaw.

He knew Mark meant it–he’d go through with it for sure.

‘Think he’s all that just ‘cause he can fight? Give it some time, I’ll round up a dozen guys and show him who’s boss, Tom grumbled to himself.

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used to their daily banter. When they got to the hospital, she hopped out and headed inside with them. But just as they were making their way toward the

her.

Thud!

smacked right into Mark’s arm, which was already

looking all serious in his suit. “Sorry

a word–he just kept Rebecca

them. Rebecca’s gaze flickered

be Rebecca,” the middle–aged man spoke

him, confusion

Mark immediately shifted, instinctively

this is our first time meeting,” the man said politely, watching her in that way adults look at kids. “I’m your father’s uncle–so I guess that makes

recognized him

her mom had always warned her–never admit you know anyone

you to the hospital?” Miles asked, his gaze sweeping over Mark and Tom behind her. “Visiting

Rebecca replied curtly, “Work.”

asked, feigning ignorance, “Are you a

casual, “Nope, just here for something else.

as you,” Miles said, all formal smiles. He looked about Ryan’s age, but was a generation above him in the

replied, knowing it was just

with the suited guy who’d nearly run into her, never

launched into his usual rundown. “Since when does he have

gave him a matching

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gave him the exact

Tom was momentarily stumped.

at a hospital?” Tom clarified. “I mean, it’s not like the Guzman Group is known for dabbling in

seconds and just shrugged it off-‘Weird is fine. As long as my crew isn’t making trouble or breaking the law, I don’t care,’ she thought, unfazed. “Hey, why don’t you run after him

Tom went, “Huh?”

Mark echoed, “Wait, what?”

both shot her a look at the exact same

in front of Rebecca, Tom leaned toward Mark and muttered, “Bro, you ever feel like Ms. Jensen is

“It’s not weird, it’s

Tom frowned, “Huh? Seriously?”

everything somehow turn into growing up?‘ he grumbled

tuned out their banter and headed off with Mark to deal with business. Tom just hung back in the car, killing time on his phone as he waited

café across the street, two men took in the whole scene: Rebecca’s uncle Michael Quinn, and the great–uncle she’d just

said, glancing at Tom, who looked totally chill lounging in the car. “But

rookie, no doubt,” Michael replied, never denying it. “But behind her stands Amelia, Ryan,

Miles interrupted

real headache–he’d taken more than a few beatings from them back

days are long gone. Amelia hasn’t shown up in over twenty years, Ryan’s handed the keys to Guzman Group’s current CEO, and Sebastian? The old man’s already got one foot in the

one after another? Piece