“And if he comes?” she whispered.
“Then we get him to help us. We have no intention of hurting him. Once we have him, we’ll be on our way.”
“Help you with what?” She couldn’t imagine Royce would have any connection to men like this. He was rich and had the world was at his fingertips. The only thing he indulged in was that club. Thugs like these weren’t a part of the Gilded Cuff crowd, though. So who were they?
“Devereaux has expertise in an area of our boss’s latest business venture,” Gary explained.
Smugglers? It was the only thing that came to mind. Kenzie swallowed hard. Why would smugglers want Royce? It also occurred to her that when bad guys told someone their plans, they didn’t typically leave that person alive to talk about it.
Monte was still gripping her arm when his phone
