The assassin sent to kill Emery was on his way to Colorado this very second to finish off Fenn. She couldn’t delay a second longer. She grabbed her phone and texted Wes. Fenn was in Walnut Springs, a small town in Colorado mainly famous as a resort town for skiers in the winter. She sent Wes the directions and emphasized how important it was that he get on the first flight out of Long Island. He’d have to make his excuses to Emery and leave right away.
They couldn’t tell Emery, not until they were sure Fenn was safe. He couldn’t lose his brother twice. No one was strong enough to survive that. Her heart twisted at the guilt of not telling Emery, but it was better this way, and hopefully he’d never know she’d kept the truth from him, even for a short time. He’d never understand why she had
