Page 207 of A Vicious Love

He looked at me.

“Sir.”

“Reeves.”

His eyes dropped to my bleeding hand. “Of course.”

Sienna pulled the jacket tighter around herself, face flushing. “Reeves.”

“Miss Bellemere.” His voice was perfectly calm, because Reeves would have addressed a queen, a corpse, and a house fire with the same respectful efficiency. “I brought dry clothes, medical supplies, and a robe. Security is establishing a wider perimeter.”

I looked at him. “The doors were unlocked.”

“Already being fixed.”

Sienna’s shoulders tightened. “You can’t change the locks on House Alder.”

Reeves glanced at me.

Wise man. He did not answer first.

I did.

“I can.”

“It’s Bellemere property.”

“I’m engaged to a Bellemere.”

“That doesn’t mean you can alter the cottage.”

“The cottage has unlocked doors, sniper-bath window.”

Reeves set the medical case on the coffee table. “I have also requested temporary exterior rails above the waterfall pool.”

Sienna turned to him. “Temporary rails?”

“Until Mr. Crow decides whether he prefers permanent rails, access restriction, or removal of the ledge.”

“Removal,” I said.

Sienna’s eyes snapped to me. “You can’t remove a ledge.”

“Watch me.”

“It’s rock.”

“Crow capital has met rock before.”

Reeves coughed once into his fist.

Suspiciously.

Sienna looked between us. “You are both insane. No one is touching my waterfall. It was barely a fall.”

Reeves said nothing.

I glared at him, while he opened the medical case, unmoved.