Me
And maybe he's trying to take up her dead father's offer of using her for the family money or other things.
Cade
Isn't all that money locked down by the government?
Me
Her mom had money, there's something, somewhere. She probably doesn't know.
Cade
Or it's not about money, but knowledge. You need to talk to her.
Me
She doesn't know a thing. We don't know a thing.
And we need to.
If I'm going to come clean to her about the amount of potential danger she is in, then I need to know what it is and who is behind it.
Before I say a word to her, I need to be sure if Dom is my man.
Or someone else.
Because I know, deep down, it could be anyone.
Including something as far-fetched as my father.
Chapter Twelve
LOLA
I thinkI'm ready to kill Enzo.
Slowly and with great pleasure.
It has been almost a week, and it is lonely at the top.
I get my work done on time, and the job that Luke showed me is easy, made easier by the fact that apparently Enzo likes to handle it all himself.
Except...
He also wants me involved.
I pick up my phone, having worked straight through morning break. Not because I want to impress Enzo, but because I don't. My job has always been my number one priority here, and I try to do the best I can.
But I worked through my break because I needed to keep my mind off Alex. And off the whole tantalizing, thrilling event that night when I brazenly broke into someone's backyard and got myself off in their pool.
Brazen? More like filled with terror I would be caught. Anything approaching brazen was an act.
"Lola." Enzo snaps the leather cover on his iPad shut.
I jump.
"What do you think you're doing?"
