JEREMY.
It took both balls not to react the way I wanted to when I saw that Nadia was in touch with Ferdinand Blake.
I kept my face still and neutral and hoped she didn't get a glimpse of the quick panic that flashed across my face.
Which was impressive, considering the name had just walked into my room and put a gun to the back of a plan I had spent eleven years keeping alive.
What the f**k.
Ferdinand was a piece on the board that I wasn't ready to move just yet. And here was Nadia Wilson with his private number in her phone, dragging him out of the dark by his collar without the first idea what she was reaching for.
Nadia stared at me with her face pale, her lips parted, and eyes wide with that terrified intelligence of hers.
Fuck.
I knew the next question that would leave her m
