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up with a look. “What kind of relationship does an up-and-coming social type like you have with a thug?”

      “We’re certainly not friends!” His confidence ruffled, Robert made a show of straightening his tie, tugging on his cuffs. “I’m a well-respected financial advisor. One of the corporations I work for wanted to buy waterfront property from Asa. He was…was there during the discussion.”

      “What was your recommendation on it?”

      “That area is rife with development, but the city had no plans to extend public water and roadways onto that property. It would have cost more to develop it than it was worth, so naturally I advised against it.” A chill skated down Robert’s spine. At the time, he hadn’t realized the level of Asa’s influence. When he’d talked the corporation out of the property, convincing them to buy a property he represented instead, he’d talked himself into more trouble than he could handle.

      “I’ll bet Asa wasn’t too thrilled with your interference.”

      “He’s a lowlife scum of no importance to me.” Except that Asa had been enraged, and he’d demanded that Robert reimburse him for the money he’d lost on the deal—or else.

      “You think Asa took your fiancée to get even with you?”

      “Of course not.” Frazzled, Robert rearranged a gold pen on his desk just to hide his loss of composure. He couldn’t let Evans know of his own involvement or everything would crumble around him. That meant there had to be another reason for Asa to take Julie, one of her own making.

      “Julie happened to be with me during that meeting. We were leaving straight from there to a play. I hate to say this, but you must have facts.” The lies burned like acid in his throat, but Robert told them anyway. “She…well, for lack of a better word, she seemed impressed with Asa.”

      Clint turned his back on Robert. He picked up a small photo of Julie from the bookshelf. “You think she got involved with him?”

      “I don’t know.” Jesus, Robert just wanted this over with. He didn’t want to talk it to death. “But I do know that Asa has a lot of connections. If he didn’t take her, he knows who did.” Robert stared at Clint’s back, thankful that those piercing eyes weren’t on him. “It was definitely him on the phone.”

      With careful precision, Clint replaced the photo. “You say she’s a reckless flirt, that she got herself in this predicament by playing dangerous games.” He didn’t look away from Julie’s image as he spoke, and there was a raw edge to his tone. “Yet you still planned to marry her.”

      Despite the pep talk he’d just given himself, Robert shivered. His smile felt sickly, and the sound of his heartbeat drummed in his ears.

      “Understand, Evans, I love Julie, and love is often blind. Besides, I don’t really blame her for how she is. Her father could be overbearing in his efforts to protect her. He always tried to control Julie by controlling her money, gifting it out in small doses as he saw fit.”

      And in the process, he’d made sure that Robert couldn’t skim from the funds. The bastard.

      Clint turned his head to stare at Robert. “I take it she didn’t like that.”

      “Julie hated it, and sometimes she hated him. I see her behavior as rebellion.” Robert raised his gaze cautiously to lock with Clint’s. “After we’re married, she’ll settle down.”

      Evans said nothing to that. The silence dragged on until Robert felt stretched taut, until his skin prickled and his nerves twitched. Damn it, he would not cower. This was too important.

      He stood and rounded the desk. “When you find her—” And he had no doubts Evans would do just that, one way or another. He cleared his throat and forced the words out. “You should be aware that Asa is very dangerous. Don’t underestimate him, don’t go after him unarmed.”

      That eerie green gaze, unblinking and ice cold, pinned Robert. “You want me to shoot him?”

      Instinct told Robert to deny it, but he couldn’t. “Despite her brazenness, Julie doesn’t deserve to be ransomed by a lawless ruffian. She doesn’t deserve to be frightened, mauled, and…”

      Evans’s eyes narrowed.

      Robert shook, his voice, his hands, even his heart. He tried to hide his revulsion, to swallow his awful guilt. “God only knows what else they’ve done to her.” A shudder ran through his body, brought on by worry, by hope and fear.

      Important, this was so goddamned important.

      “I want him out of her life.” I want him out of my life.

      “You want him dead?”

      Oh, God. “If she’s been touched,” Robert stressed, knowing she surely had been and hating his part in it, “if she’s been hurt at all, yes, I want him dead.”

      The words fell like a sledgehammer between the two men. Evans didn’t blink, didn’t change expressions at all, so Robert continued. “Either way, Julie definitely doesn’t deserve the bad publicity that’ll result if you bring a kidnapper in to the police. She’s had enough of that already.”

      “By being a flirt?”

      “Yes. The only way to protect her now is to make sure this is never known. That’s why I hired you specifically, rather than someone…better known.”

      A cynical half smile touched Clint’s hard mouth. “Rather than someone more legitimate, you mean.”

      Robert tightened his jaw. Was the bastard taunting him? If society ever found out that he’d hired a borderline criminal to save his fiancée, he’d never live it down.

      Drew would certainly be outraged.

      He’d given Robert the funds to ransom Julie, never suspecting that Robert would try a different tact to get her back. If Drew knew, he’d cut Robert out—financially and socially. He’d be ruined.

      But Robert wouldn’t change his mind now. He honestly didn’t want Julie harmed, but he had no choices left.

      “Julie’s an heiress. I can pay the money if it comes to that.” Or rather, he’d pay half. The other half would hopefully go toward buying him some time. But Evans didn’t need to know that. “I was afraid if I paid the ransom, they’d kill her.”

      Evans nodded his agreement to that.

      “And I was afraid someone else would feel honor bound to go by the book, to drag in a bunch of animals for prosecution.”

      “Probably.”

      “Julie’s reputation has already suffered several blows. I’m afraid she couldn’t weather another scandal.”

      Lifting one eyebrow, Evans said, “Sounds to me like you’re afraid of a lot of things.”

      Robert’s male pride quailed under the verbal blow. “I’m afraid for Julie.”

      Evans reached for the photo again. “Uh huh. It’s touching, all this love and devotion you have for a woman who sounds like a royal pain in the ass.” He gave a careless shrug. “So I’m to be judge, jury, and executioner for this Asa Ragon, assuming he’s the only guy involved. I suppose there could be more.”

      “Would more be a problem?”

      “No.”

      Did the bastard have to sound so cocksure of himself? Robert locked his knees. “Good.” He hoped he looked more enthusiastic than he felt.

      “I’ll be her husband. I want to protect her, even if I have to protect her from herself.”

      Turning the framed photo over, Evans pried off the backing, cracking the expensive hand-carved frame in the process. With a gentleness that belied the iron strength in his massive hands, he laid the broken pieces aside.

      Alarmed, Robert took a step closer.

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