Chapter 268

James isn’t happy, but he also doesn’t have a better idea.

So I finally convince him later that evening to drive me to the

luxury hotel where I know Ryker has been staying.

We don’t say much to each other during the long drive.

I can tell James wants to convince me not to do this, while I

want to ask about Jessica.

However, I know that puts James in an awkward position, she

his sister, after all. It wouldn’t be fair to expect him to not respect her privacy or whatever.

So we sit there in strained silence with the weight of all the things we’re not saying hanging between us.

Instead of using the valet service at the front of the hotel, James insists on parking the car himself nearby, which leaves us about half a block away to walk.

As we’re approaching the hotel, a woman steps out through the revolving doors and gets into the back of a black town–car waiting for her.

I stop dead in my tracks as I realize it’s Karolina.

What the hell is she doing here?

It can’t be a coincidence that she’s just stepped out of the same hotel where Ryker is staying.

Although, the hotel does have a high–end bar and restaurant, so I suppose it’s possible she was just meeting someone and it

do with the fact

my instincts are telling me this is no coincidence.

is going on here, and

of Aaron and

now a

bottom of

into the hotel and up to

penthouse suite where Ryker

a couple of guys standing in the hallway, acting as security, and it makes me wonder about the kind of life he lives where he can’t even stay at a hotel

outside of

speaks into a

door, they simply nod and let us in, since apparently Ryker

view over the city and out toward the snow–capped mountains in

is standing by the bar to

that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Can

polite refusal, and takes up a stance near the inside

have whatever you’re drinking,” I tell him confidently as I

cross the room.

before pouring

brings the drink over to hand

I have to admit, I’m surprised to see you, given everything that’s

ignoring the sharp pang in my chest I get whenever anyone

head, expression sobering. “I’m sorry,

a good man. He didn’t deserve an end like

the hands of a Council that’s clearly forgotten the

I accept his condolences, then

bourbon has a pleasant smoothness with a hit of fire

down.

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