Chapter 131

Jordan.

I took her to Boston’s harbor hotel with its Sixty foot stone archway and its panoramic views of the city’s skyline. It was also a personal favorite for other reasons. Security was easily monitored by my men, and my requests for privacy were always immediately fulfilled.

As I mostly moved in the shadows and appreciated places that helped me maintain things that way.

Across the terrace, private and heated transparent igloo-like boxes had been erected to both tackle the frigid winter air,

and to provide privacy. One of the things I liked the most about these encasements were how the glass made it possible for you to see out, but for no one to see within.

I sat at my usual enclosure with my customary glass of Dirty Martini and tried to imagine Nala working in the greenhouse… and couldn’t. I’d never even been inside it. I had to admit I’d never given the idea of gardening much

thought, but I had formed the general impression gardeners were gardeners because they couldn’t find bett