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The sky was clear, the clouds sparse, and the water shimmered under the midday

sun.

By the lake, the open lawn buzzed with life. Children flew kites, dogs tugged at leashes, and couples strolled lazily along the winding paths.

Willow branches drooped over the shore, tipped with new spring leaves, and trees Alistair couldn't name burst with white and blush-pink blossoms. The air smelled fresh and sweet- grass, petals, sunlight.

Eloise bounced along the rustic wooden bridge, holding Mabel's hand and giggling with each step.

Alistair followed Caroline at a measured pace, his expression relaxed, but every muscle in his body coiled tight. His senses. were sharpened to a point-ears tuned for disruption, eyes flicking over every shadow.

It might've been spring, but the lake water was still freezing.

If someone as sturdy as him fell in, he'd likely get sick. Mabel, elderly and fragile, would fare far worse.

Preston, that smug little opportunist, he'd really risk her life just to play hero? Chapter 37 Drone Crisis

There were people scattered along the lake's edge-fishing, walking, chatting-but Alistair was certain Preston was somewhere nearby. If he wanted to swoop in at the perfect moment and save the day, he couldn't be far.

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Alistair's gaze swept the scene. A man in a fisherman's hat sat nearby, watching his line.

Another young couple laughed and flirted beneath a blossoming tree. None of them screamed "Preston Vaughn," but that didn't matter. He'd never seen the man. Neither had Caroline-at least not well enough to recognize him.

If I can't pick him out, I'll just keep watch. He won't get the chance.

What Alistair couldn't figure out was how Preston planned. to pull it off. How could he push Mabel into the lake without

raising suspicion?

It had to be subtle, deniable, a freak accident...

An out-of-control dog? A runaway kite? A sudden shove disguised as chaos?

Beside him, Caroline caught his constant scanning and tilted her head. "Are you bored?"

He shook his head. "No. The view's actually... really beautiful."

She hesitated, clearly wanting to say more, and then let it go. Chapter 37 Drone Crisis

If he wasn't ready to open up, she wasn't going to pry.

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Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was weighing on him.

It's going to take time. I knew that from the start.

Then Alistair caught movement. The man in the fisherman's

hat stood and began walking-straight toward them. Slowly and casually.

That's him. It has to be. The timing's too perfect.

Alistair's instincts flared.

The area was calm. No loose dogs. No kites. Mabel was still within his line of sight, and aside from standing too close to the edge, she wasn't in any obvious danger. Yet.

Then a girl-small, waifish-started weaving her way toward the bridge, her gait loose and a bit odd.

At this point, anyone or anything-approaching the area was at potential threat in Alistair's eyes.

distraction? What if it's not about a dog

out of the water and earning himself a debt

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behind the girl... was someone

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just as a low buzzing filled the

it hit

It dropped from the sky in a sharp, sudden

That's it. That's how

into the lake. And right on cue, Preston would "miraculously" arrive to pull her out-earning himself a

second he was watching, and the next he was flying across the grass. He reached them in two strides and yanked both Mabel and Eloise back just as the drone smacked into the lake, sending up a geyser of water. They landed hard

Crisis averted.

right on schedule, a man came tearing across

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the Olympics. He

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Alistair's instincts were right, he was Preston, the same man trailing

and frustration. He didn't even have time to

"Granny! Are you okay?"

shaking, but her

Mabel whispered, brushing back

them, pulling her daughter into her

out here giving the fish a bath-and at my age, I'm

If Mabel still had the spirit to make

you alright, Madam

man-Preston,

the

he Crisis

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Eloise was shaken, and

than she looked. Alistair stepped forward, holding out

"Let me take her."

to Caroline when upset. Sometimes, she even

at Alistair and leaned toward him without

her arms around his neck and nestled her

Mabel blinked in surprise.

be damned. Maybe it

far off, Preston watched the

trying to get

knew the way to Caroline's

what he did, Eloise would flinch, duck, or flat-out ignore him. He'd convinced himself it was

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a few trusted people.

when it came to choosing a partner- her daughter had

anyone, then no one has the edge. Right? That just means I've

he had

then Caroline brought

first, he comforted himself with the idea

mother. That she kept her distance no matter who it

at him. The plan was

stormed forward.

Mabel stopped and turned.

eyes darting away from

need. Just don't show up again." Her face was unreadable, but her stunning. beauty still hit like a punch to the

Preston's face went pale.

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finality in her words. The sentence

was scaled.

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