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"Good night, Mom and Dad. Love you!" Eloise blew kisses through the video call before heading to bed, clutching her teddy

bear.

Alistair ended the call and stretched. "Honey, to save time, how about we shower together?"

He always laid his cards on the table. With a wife as brilliant as Caroline, trying to be sneaky would only end in embarrassment --she saw through everything.

If she wasn't interested, he'd never push it. The only reason he succeeded as often as he did was because Caroline indulged him.

Caroline opened her arms. Alistair scooped her up and carried her to the bathroom.

The tub was already filled, and he'd scattered rose petals across the water. Steam rose lazily, carrying the delicate scent of flowers through the air.

Caroline wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes heavy-lidded. "I'm sleepy."

He kissed her gently. “We'll make it an early night."

They'd been up late yesterday, and Caroline had worked all day before dealing with Giselle this evening. Of course, she was

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exhausted.

After bathing her, Alistair wrapped her in a towel and carried her to bed. She rolled over and curled up in his lap, eyes closed, luxuriating in his careful attention.

He took his time drying her hair.

Even after he finished, she didn't move.

Looking down at her peaceful face, her breathing deep and even, Alistair smiled. She really was worn out.

On quiet nights like this, with the scent of roses drifting through the cozy room and his wife beside him, he knew he'd never tire

of these moments.

He carefully lifted Caroline and settled her head on the pillow, tucking her in. As he reached to turn off the lamp, she kicked off the covers, revealing her feet. Then she rolled over, wrapped her arms around his waist, and continued sleeping with her face pressed against his shoulder.

closed his eyes, but Paige's fierce glare haunted him. He knew someone was trying to destroy what

shifted from determined to cold,

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suffer before

suffering. He'd

take

His premonition proved right.

while driving to pick up Eloise from school, the radio kept repeating

to emergency care, Witnesses identify the victims as local entrepreneur Mr. Whitfield and his wife. Mr. Whitfield's

named Whitfield... Alistair's expression darkened. It had to

too recently for conclusions, temporarily classified as

murder, the

concern him.

shake the feeling that this was

outsiders, he was the one

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wanted them destroyed.

with Rebecca wasn't public knowledge. The Whitfields, knowing

had naturally

some people could always uncover

the bad blood between him

at the

felt like invisible hands were pulling strings, preparing

him under.

details emerged about Nathaniel

had

wife remained critical. If they died, it would seem like

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and nurses

to be affected by the grieving families in the corridors-the tears, the anxiety, the shocked- faces. Behind

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operating room doors. Only 24, she looked like she'd aged decades. Everything about her her posture,

echoed down the

How are they?" Richard skidded to a stop, doubled over, and

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