Jarrod simply dropped into a chair, eyes fixed coldly on the satellite tracker. "I'm not going," he said, his tone icy and distant.

Esmeralda looked at him in surprise. "But-"

He offered no explanation.

By the time Watts got back, dawn was just breaking, the world outside painted in

muted gray.

Almost without thinking, he found himself heading toward Elodie's room. He paused in front of her door, lost in thought for several long moments.

The fact that Jarrod was still alive had caught him off guard. But telling Elodie? That wasn't part of his plan.

He glanced at his watch. Jarrod would need some time to wrap up his affairs. Nearly four hours had passed since their last call.

Casting another glance at Elodie's closed door, Watts walked down the hall and pulled out his phone. "Has Jarrod left yet?" he asked quietly.

The reply was immediate: "His men say they saw him board the plane."

Only then did Watts hang up.

As long as Jarrod was gone, everything would move the way he needed it to. He'd give Jarrod two days, at most.

As for Elodie...

walked back and knocked

No answer.

seconds, then unlocked the door

expected, Elodie was sitting on the edge of her bed, lost in thought. She looked

was because of

flicker of something unreadable flashed through Watts'

said, voice even. "It's best if you call them, let them know you're safe. No

they'll come asking questions once they find out you've locked

it. That was certainly part of it. This

But there was more.

now, "and come with

been dead set on dragging her home, and now he wanted to take her to Germany? What was he

brow.

was sharper

part of who she was-Watts had always known Elodie wasn't the delicate,

Crouching in front of her, he looked

back, cold

smiled as if he had all the time in the world.

with me, and

you can be together. How

the words left his

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