MOLLYThe night was a dream, which was the point. I wanted a night away from guns and people dying and missing family. And so far from my normal life that it was laughable. This wasn’t my normal. I wasn’t the girl who got this type of life. Work. Grind. I fought to keep what I had, and even that was almost conned out of me. That’s the girl I was. My dad made it very clear what kind of girl I was growing up, what I deserved, but Ashton. He was something else.He wouldn’t last. I knew this was all temporary. I didn’t get the happily ever after. That had never been in my stars. I’d known from the beginning what to expect.That’s how I knew I would enjoy every minute I got with him while this lasted.I was going with it, and if that meant seriously hot sex, sign me up.I was there for it. I was going to savor every second of it, because we both knew that one day, we’d find Kelly’s killer. My dad would come back, and all this would be over.Just the thought was making my heart palpitate in

ASHTONWe pulled up to Detective Worthing’s place, and I called first.“Yeah?”“You have her?” I asked, looking toward his building. Getting a call from Jake Worthing after threatening him, then asking him for a favor, wasn’t what I had expected for the night, but when he told me the events of the evening, I was thankful he’d stepped in. Again. Even though, there was a part of me where I wondered, really wondered, if I was good for Molly. This war would pass. She wouldn’t be in danger at that time. She’d be normal, could be normal. Live a normal life, but not if she was attached to me.I brought this to her. Guns. Wars. Mafia. That was me. That was this life, so while she ran from me, while I was worried to the point that I wanted to strangle someone, there was a deeper part of me that had to ask the question: Would she be better with someone like Jake Worthing?Or someone else. Someone normal.I thought about it and felt like I gutted myself.I was so far in, too far in. And that was

MOLLYWe went to Ashton’s Manhattan apartment. I was dead on my feet when we finally walked inside.“Do you want a drink?”Ashton had thawed toward me, significantly. Which I was grateful for, but which also alarmed me because man, when he was pissed, he was like ice. Like the Antarctic ice that doesn’t get thawed.I shook my head, leaving my purse, impressed with myself that I had kept ahold of it through everything tonight. “No.”He tossed his keys on the counter, putting his phone and wallet down. Then went to the liquor cabinet and poured himself a drink. “You sure you don’t want one?”“Do I need one for this?”His gaze locked on me. His eyes trailed down my body, and I looked away. I didn’t want to get heated. I didn’t want to want him. I just wanted to go to bed, alone, and wake up and regroup because my head was spinning. No matter what, the fact I reacted so quick and so intensely was scary.I didn’t like how much he could affect me.“You were jealous?”Here we go.“No. Yes. I

MOLLYThe safe house was an entire building that was hidden in plain sight.We drove into a parking lot, went down, and somehow we were going through a tunnel and parked in a basement. There were a bunch of men in the room as we got out. Ashton took my hand, walking with me to an elevator, and up we went. We got off on the sixth floor, the elevator opening to an apartment that spanned the entire floor.“Make yourself comfortable.” Ashton pressed a kiss to my forehead, staying back with Elijah and a few other guards. I wandered around. For safe houses, this one was luxurious, but I wasn’t surprised anymore. Everything Ashton did was thought out. He had the reputation for being more impulsive, and Trace was the analyst, long thinker, but Ashton was underrated. Severely.It wasn’t until later that day, after I headed right back to bed and slept, that I realized we were next to Octavia.I’d woken later in the afternoon, heard the music, and went to see what was going on. There were floor-

ASHTON“She was right?” Trace joined me in the back of the kitchen where I was standing, a drink in hand but mostly watching Molly interact with Jess. They were on the other side of the kitchen, doing meal prep for dinner.I nodded, indicating for us to head somewhere private.He followed, stepping out onto the back three-season porch.“Car was registered to the grandmother of a guy in Crispin Worthing’s employment.”“Crispin?”“Who we still have locked down at the compound. Avery connected when I told him the latest. He’s making headway with both of the Worthings, but the biggest information they’ve given up is that Nicolai has a backer. One big major backer, bigger than anyone.”“That’s not good.” Trace asked, “Mauricio reached out himself about the shooting tonight?”“He did. I told him what happened, sent him the registration, and he was fine. The numbers collaborated with their security cameras.”“Is he going to let Molly watch the security tapes?”“They’re being compiled into ph