Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 68

Blair was discharged two hours later with a bottle of painkillers and strict instructions to take it easy for the next few days. Roman had managed to charm, intimidate, or bribe someone into letting them leave at the same time, despite the doxor wanting him to stay the night.

Roman’s parents had called to talk to Roman, but he told them to stay home. They would be going home soon, anyway,

“I’m driving,” Sutton announced as they walked toward the hospital parking area.

“Thank Sutton, but,” Roman said. “Ethan’s meeting us with a car

“I hope you are letting him drive because you have one good arm and you’re on pain meds”

“I’m not on pain meds. I refused them?

Blair looked at him. “You refused pain medication for a dislocated shoulder?”

“Pain meds make you slow, Can’t afford to be slow right now”

“Jesus Christ, you’re stubborn. That’s why you have security, right?” Keira muttered,

Just as Keira stopped say that, Ethan appeared with a black SUV, flanked by two other security vehicles, Blair was getting used to the convoy thing, but it still felt weird. But there was more security than before. Had Peters or Roman got more

men?

“Shit, anyone would think you were royalty or something like that,” Keira said before kissing Blair on the cheek.

Sutton kissed her as well before turning laser eyes on Roman. “Look after her.”

Roman nodded, exhausted, but he would protect Blair with his life. He hadn’t worked so hard to get her to lose her now. “I need you both to come back to the estate. I need it’s late, but I need to share some information with you.”

Sutton tilted her head. “What?”

“It’s better you come back to the estate. I have all the information there, and you need to see it.”

Twenty minutes later, they were back at Roman’s estate, sitting in his office while Peters laid out everything they’d found so far. Blair’s head was still pounding, but she needed to hear this.

“The driver’s name is Marcus Kellner,” Peters said, pulling up a file on his laptop. “Ex–military, dishonorably discharged five years ago for excessive violence. Since then, he’s been freelancing.”

“Freelancing what?” Sutton asked,

“The kind of work that doesn’t appear on tax returns,” Roman said grimly.

“A hitman,” Blair said flatly. “Someone hired a fucking hitman to kill me.”

It was one thing to suspect it. It was another thing to have it confirmed.

“Professional grade,” Peters confirmed. “Kellner doesn’t come cheap. We’re talking significant money–the kind that leaves a paper trail if you know where to look.”

Roman leaned forward. “How significant?”

“Based on his previous jobs? Probably fifty thousand, minimum. Maybe more, given the multiple attempts and the high- profile nature of the target.”

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felt sick. “High–profile?

one of the most powerful men in the city,” Peters pointed out. “That makes you high–profile by

me killed because I’m marrying Roman?” Blair looked at her fiancé.

but she’s not murderous crazy. And she doesn’t have that kind of cash. That’s

be wanted

this was her life on

people tracking Kellner’s finances, looking for the source of his payment. Professional killers

will that

on how careful they

have weeks,” Roman said. “This bastard’s escalating.

stress, her head felt like it was

for a

said slowly. “I mean,

Laura. Dan is a coward, and Laura has what she wants.” Blair was thinking out

the bread

about your family’s money?” Roman asked. “The trust funds, the

Industries was basically broke when my parents died. Everything went to keeping the company afloat. Plus a whole heap of his money. The lawyer told us that was the only thing that stop the company from bankruptcy and everyone losing their jobs.” Sutton explained. She was older when their parents

exchanged a look that

“What?” she demanded.

Industries‘ finances. Something you said didn’t make sense

“And?”

parents died. Its net worth was at least fifty million

at him. “That’s

the lawyer was paid off to somehow faked the finances of

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Blair’s voice was

million dollars, and your parents died while you guys were still very young. It

like the floor had dropped out from under her. The room was spinning, and it wasn’t just from

saw the paperwork,” Sutton said slowly. “The lawyer showed us everything. The debts,

his laptop. We tracked down the lawyer who handled your parents‘ estate. Harold Brennan. Turns out he’s been living in the Cayman Islands for the past eight years. Very comfortable lifestyle for someone who supposedly

shaking. “So Uncle Peter… he

Roman said grimly. “We think your parents‘ deaths…” He didn’t know how he was going to tell them,

think he killed them?” Keira’s

said carefully. “And I

as dizziness hit her.

moved to her side immediately. “Breathe,

parents,” Blair said numbly. “And now he’s trying to kill us….

you are

further. “That was my contact at First National Bank. Peter Warner just tried to make a large cash withdrawal. Fifty thousand

another payment to

But here’s the interesting part–the bank flagged it as suspicious and put a