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Useful. Infuriating. Dangerous.

My phone is already in my hand.

Evander answers on the third ring. "If you're calling to tell me you killed someone, I'm going back to sleep."

"Double security."

Silence. Then, "Good morning to you, too."

"Two additional men downstairs. Another vehicle whenever Elena leaves the building. Nobody approaches her without clearance."

"From her?"

"From me."

The amusement disappears from his voice. "What happened?"

"We found something."

"How bad?"

"I don't know yet."

"That's not an answer."

"It's the one you're getting."

I hear sheets move on his end. He's awake now. "Does Elena know you're doing this?"

"No."

Evander exhales.

I know that exhale.

"Don't."

"Don't what?"

"Make whatever expression you're making."

"I'm on the phone."

"I can still hear your judgment."

"That's because my judgment is exceptionally loud where Elena is concerned."

"Evander."

"Fine. Two additional men. Second car. Clearance through you. Anything else, Your Majesty?"

"Her apartment."

"What about it?"

"Put someone there."

Another pause. "To watch the apartment or stop her from going inside?"