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Leo tightened his grip around the USB drive and said, “You knew about the evidence.”Daniel Whitman didn’t even hesitate. “Of course.”“And you let me find it.”“I needed you to see it with your own eyes,” Daniel replied calmly.Leo held his gaze, jaw tight.Grayson stepped in beside him and muttered, “Okay, this is officially the worst family reunion I’ve ever attended.”Leo ignored that. His focus never left Daniel.Marcus moved forward, anger sharp in his voice. “You manipulated all of us.”Daniel’s eyes shifted to him. “Marcus Hale. Son of Victor Hale. The accountant who tried to expose Richard Carter.”Marcus clenched his fists. “You knew about my father?”“I know everything about the people involved in this story,” Daniel said.Grayson shook his head slightly. “Creepy but impressive.”Leo lifted the USB drive. “This proves Richard Carter murdered my father.”“Yes,” Daniel said simply.Leo’s voice hardened. “So why stop me from exposing him?”Daniel stepped down one stair. “Becaus

I woke up with a sharp breath, my heart racing before I even understood why.“Grayson ” My voice came out softer this time, my fingers brushing his arm before I shook him gently. “Wake up ”He groaned, pulling me closer instead of opening his eyes. “Mmm five more minutes ”I leaned closer, my lips almost touching his ear. “Grayson looks outside.”That got him.He opened his eyes slowly, still half-asleep. “Leo if this is one of your early morning panic ”“It’s not,” I whispered.Something in my voice made him sit up.His arm stayed around my waist as he followed my gaze to the window.Outside, the dark car was still there.And this time two shadows moved around it.Grayson’s hold on me tightened slightly. “Oh not good.”I didn’t realize how tense I was until his thumb started rubbing slow circles on my side.“Should I call the police?” I asked quietly, my fingers gripping his shirt without thinking.He shook his head, still watching. “Wait, let's see first. Maybe nothing.”I exhal

Morning came slowly. The sun peeked through the curtains. Puppies slept at my feet. Jamie crawled into bed.“Leo wake up!” Jamie whispered, tugging my arm.I groaned. “Morning little spy. What is it?”Jamie pointed to the window. “Outside! Shadow car! Move again!”I jumped out of bed. “Uh-oh again?”Grayson rubbed his eyes. “Shadow car? Are you serious?”I nodded. “Yes, someone watch. We caught them yesterday, now maybe the next step.”Grayson sighed. “Okay Knight. Operation Spy starts again.”Jamie clapped. “Yay! Spy Knight go!”Hanna peeked in. “We are careful. All together. Not alone.”Marcus came in from the kitchen. “I check the perimeter. Stay ready.”I smiled. “Yes. Knight is strong. We protect family and proof.”Grayson kissed my cheek. “Always my Leo.”I hugged him. “Always daddy.”We checked the house. Windows doors cameras.Marcus whispered: “Shadow person move. Car gone, maybe wait.”Grayson frowned. “Wait? Why wait? Are they scared or planning something?”

The heat made me restless, but Grayson was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed with his laptop. “Already plotting, Mr. Knight?” I teased, stretching my arms.Grayson glanced up. “You wake up so late… I’ve already checked emails, the news, and the security cams. That car… it’s back.”I frowned. “Back? I thought we handled it yesterday.”Grayson shook his head. “Nope. Someone’s playing games. And they’re getting bold.”I stood, running a hand through my hair. “Bold is scary. Bold is… dangerous.”Grayson smirked, sliding over so I could sit. “And bold can be fun too.”I rolled my eyes but smiled. “Fun when you’re not plotting our death?”Grayson grabbed my hand and kissed it. “Even then. With you, it’s always fun.”My heart skipped. “You really think we’re okay?”Grayson’s gray eyes softened. “We’re more than okay. We’re Knight. No one can touch our family.”I leaned against him. “Even if someone’s watching us… even if there’s danger… I feel safe with you.”Grayson wrapped hi

I woke to the smell of coffee again.For a second, I forgot everything: no spies, no news reports, no Carter family drama. Just this morning.I rolled over and saw Grayson sitting by the window, shirtless, reading something on his phone.I smiled sleepily.“Why do you always wake up looking like a magazine cover?” I asked.Grayson didn’t look up.“Why do you always wake up talking?” he replied.I threw a pillow at him.He caught it and finally looked over.“Good morning, trouble,” Grayson said.I stretched and crawled across the bed toward him.“Good morning, daddy,” I said.Grayson sighed.“You’re doing that on purpose,” he said.I climbed into his lap.“Maybe,” I admitted.He wrapped his arms around me automatically.“You’re getting very comfortable calling me that,” Grayson said.I kissed the corner of his mouth.“You like it,” I said softly.He didn’t deny it.Instead, he pulled me closer and kissed me properly slowly, deep.I melted immediately.“Okay wow,” I breathed when we fin