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I search her face – that incredible face I should know – but from where? I close my eyes, summoning the will to ask the burning question. “Who are you?”

Maybe… Dinh Quan asked again. "Did you find that person?"

He still dared to contact me? “Who is it?” Livie asked as she realized there was something wrong. “Theo. He asked me to meet him,” I replied as I looked at his message in suspicion.

Tonight may have been a one more and done thing for him. There was only one way to find out. I peeked up at him and saw he was still awake, his free arm braced behind his head. Lifting my hand, I traced the line formed by his collarbone and kept my eyes on my finger as I asked, “Would you ever get involved with someone who has a child?” The corners of his lips kicked up and he looked down at my head on his chest, thick lashes half hiding his eyes from this angle. “Isn’t it a little late to be asking me that?”

Who has been watching me? Unknown: searching for answers?

Detective Anton asked. I racked my brain for the answer… Jonathan.

Cami POV “How do you know who I am?” I asked, uncertain of what to say. “It is my job to know who is inquiring about me,” the individual responded. “Where are you?” I asked, wanting to get to my questions. “Do you think it would benefit me to share that information?” the individual responded.

"Do you have her number? Can I ask for it?" The staff looked up, her brows furrowed. "I'm sorry? Who are you to her?" I smiled. "Someone she knows."

Like a piece was missing. My phone buzzed. Unknown number. Of course. I opened the message. A single line. YOU’RE STARTING TO SEE IT. My chest tightened. Another line followed. BUT YOU’RE STILL NOT ASKING THE RIGHT QUESTION. I swallowed. Because that again. That phrase. The same one from before. Ask the right questions. My fingers hovered over the screen. Then I typed. What question? The reply came instantly. WHO BENEFITS MOST IF YOU AND DAMIAN DESTROY EACH OTHER?

Branson asks. **********