“This wasn’t random.”Daniel’s words hung in the study.Damien stared at the photographs spread across the desk.“No,” Daniel replied. “Someone was studying my grandfather.”Damien picked up one of the photographs again. Richard was leaving the Blackwood estate in one picture. In another, he was entering a restaurant. There were several more—different days, different locations.“How long?” Damien asked.“From what I’ve found so far, at least a month.”Damien’s expression hardened.“Find out who.”“I will, Mr. Blackwood.”Daniel gathered the documents and left the study.Damien remained behind, staring at the photograph.Someone had been watching Richard.Someone had been patient.And Emma had been the one who stepped in front of the danger.EmmaEmma was in the kitchen preparing tea when Damien walked in.She looked up.“You’re still working?”“Not anymore.”She smiled slightly. “That’s good.”Damien walked toward her and leaned against the counter.Emma studied his face.“You found s
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