Liam stared at his father for a long moment, then turned back to the bodyguards. "I don't care what my father says," he said firmly. "You're working for me now, and I'm telling you to call her. You've got five minutes." The men nodded, and Weston pulled out his phone to call Max. She didn't answer. He tried again, this time more insistently, but still no reply. Thorne tried as well, but after a while, her phone simply stopped ringing. It was off. "Sorry, but looks like the lieutenant isn't feeling too talkative," Thorne said. "Her phone's off." Liam took a deep breath. He knew there was a good chance she didn't want to talk to him, but he had to talk to her. He'd acted out of anger and stress, like any human being would. But he wasn't stupid. Things might not work out between them, sure—but Liam Harrington, for all his flaws, wasn't ungrateful. He asked the bodyguards to keep trying while he waited for his mother and sisters to arrive. Once they were there, he said his goodby
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