SPADE
“Welcome home, princess.”
She looked around without a word. “Your house?”
“Yeah.” I held her hand as I led her way inside the entryway.
“I know why you brought me here, Spade.”
“Since you’re already jobless, we’ll stay here before we go on vacation.”
She looked at the grand staircases upstairs. “You’re worried about my safety. And maybe the attacker will come back to finish the job, but if I were here, he wouldn’t know how to find me.”
“Part of it, yes, but this is better than the penthouse. You can call Piper to come and see you. Your Mom is on the way here with Quinton.” I carried her, causing her to yelp.
“I can walk, you know.” She wrapped her arms around me, laughing. “I hit my head, not my feet.”
I took her upstairs. “I know, but your mom told me—”
“Oh, no, no. Wha
