Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
Of course now he had to worry about assassins. And Harlow’s dads, because he was pretty sure that just because Ben seemed reasonable didn’t mean he wouldn’t stab a dude he thought was hurting his daughter. That was actually a perfectly reasonable thing to do.
Chase growled his brother’s way and then sighed. “Fine. We need to talk about where we’re going to stash our daughters. I want Greer with us, too. If they find out about her sister, all they have to do is take her and then Harlow turns herself in, so we’re all going off the grid. Ian, do you think your cabin in Colorado is safe enough or should we find somewhere else?”
Jensen’s head tilted, talking quietly out of the side of his mouth. “Harlow is going to lose her shit. This is her worst nightmare. She’ll have to shut down her business, and she won’t know when her father will loosen the leash. She’ll go crazy.”
A bad plan started to form in his head. A plan that would mean Harlow’s deranged dad would likely hate him, too. Maybe that was a way to rebond with his best friend. Having their girlfriend’s dad loathe them both could be a good shared experience for them. “You hid the house, right? When you decided to go after Tommy’s killer, you put the house under another name, right?”
“I was careful. There’s no way anyone can trace the house to me. Up until a few weeks ago, my aunt handled the whole thing. I let her live there after my mom passed. All the bills were in her name, though I had to start paying them when she moved out.” Jensen looked to Ian, who was busy explaining what he called cabin rules to the twins. “Mr. Taggart, who is the hit on?”
Ian stood, putting his cell down. “According to Ruby it was you and Harlow.”
“The name,” Jensen corrected. “When I decided to go undercover, I hired a hacker, one I trusted. Niall and I knew her from our Army days. She wiped Jensen Wiley off the books and replaced him with Jay Wilson. That’s the name I’ve been going by for years.”
Jack glanced down at his cell. “That’s the name on the list. I’ll ask my cyber team to dig deeper and see if there’s anything out there.”
“Please don’t.” Niall stepped forward. “I would like to keep Jensen’s name off the FBI’s list. I’m not saying he won’t give you all the information he has…”
“Hey,” Jensen began.
Niall was going to ignore him for now. “…but I would prefer his actual name isn’t searchable on any database.”
Jensen huffed but Niall spoke his language. It was a grudging acceptance of the truth that Niall was trying to help him. It was permission to continue.
Jack sighed and seemed to think the situation over. “I would like to see what you have. How long have you been embedded in the organization?”
“Three years, give or take,” Jensen replied.
A bullshit answer since he was absolutely certain Jensen knew to the day how long he’d been in hell.
“I’ll keep quiet for now, but you have to know it’s going to come out,” Jack explained.
“I would rather it came out after Hamilton is in jail,” Niall admitted.
“Well, it doesn’t matter to us what you do since Harlow’s name is out there.” Chase looked to Jack. “Any idea how that happened? I know she wouldn’t have used her real name.”
“Of course I didn’t, but it wouldn’t be hard to ID me with facial recognition.” Harlow stood in the doorway, her arms crossed over her chest. Her mom had joined Ben, running her arm through his and leaning on him as though she needed comfort.
Which she probably did since her daughter was being targeted by a criminal organization.
“What matters is they know your name and that means they can get to any of us,” Chase said. “So we’re going to head to Ian’s cabin in Colorado for a while.”
Harlow’s eyes went wide. “We?”
Chase squared off with his daughter. “Yes, we. I’m not sending you off with some bodyguard when your papa and I can handle it.”
“I’ll let my friends in town know why you’re there,” Ian explained, texting on his phone. “They’ll keep a watch out for any strangers who show up. It’s not high tourist season so it should be fairly easy to do.”
“I can’t leave my business,” Harlow argued.
“You can and you will.” Her dad was obviously not giving in. “This is one step too far. Do you know how this is going to affect your sister?”
Harlow flushed. “It doesn’t have to. Put a guard on her for a couple of days and we’ll sort it out. I’m sure this moves up Jack’s timetable.”
“Hamilton is coming into town,” Jensen said. “It was all going to be over one way or another in a week.”