Saxon points a finger. “And if this goes sideways, you call me. You don’t play lone wolf.”
Wyatt’s jaw flexes like he doesn’t like being told what to do. Then he nods once. “Understood.”
Saxon’s gaze shifts to me again. “You want Sadie to go with you?”
I shake my head quickly. “No. I?—”
Wyatt cuts in. “She’s coming with me.”
Sadie lifts a brow. “Excuse you?”
Wyatt doesn’t even look at her. “Stay close enough to see who’s watching. Then go home.”
Levi grins. “He’s bossy.”
Sadie’s mouth tilts like she finds it annoying and hot, which… same.
I exhale, trying to wrangle my thoughts into something coherent. “This is crazy.”
Wyatt’s gaze pins me. “You want another option?”
I clench my jaw. “I want my shop back.”
Wyatt’s voice goes quiet. “We’ll get it.”
The certainty hits me like a hand on my throat. I can’t tell if it’s comforting or dangerous.
Probably both.
A soft knock taps at Saxon’s office door.
Maddie appears in the doorway with Ethan behind her, both of them dressed like they stepped out of the woods—ranger gear, calm eyes, that steady way of moving like they’re always tracking something.
Maddie takes one look at my face, then the tension in the room, then Wyatt’s posture, and she whistles low.
“Well,” she says, strolling in like she owns the place. “This feels fun.”
Ethan’s gaze flicks over Wyatt, then me. “Everything okay?”
“Define okay,” I mutter, because apparently that’s my brand now.
Maddie’s eyes land on the phone in Wyatt’s hand. “Threat text?”
Wyatt nods once.
Maddie’s gaze shifts to me. “Who is he?”
I press my lips together.
Maddie’s expression doesn’t change. She just steps closer, lowers her voice. “You don’t have to say his name if it feels like giving him power.”
My throat tightens. “It’s my ex.”
Maddie’s eyes sharpen. “Mm.”
Ethan’s jaw tightens too. “And he found you.”
I lift a shoulder like I’m not crumbling. “He thinks he did.”
