Chapter 53
Jasper’s POV.
I scrolled through the tabloids on my iPad. News about my recovery from the coma and my arranged marriage to Keira had fallen down the search radar. Everyone was more interested in spicier celebrity gossip. I thought about Keira again and the weight I’d seen in her eyes. Maybe there was something I could do to make her feel better without giving off the impression that I cared too much. I wasn’t about to lead her on.
“Clint,” I called with a snap of my finger. There weren’t many people in the restaurant and I was sitting in a corner as I waited for my men to run searches on Amber Wallace to get her address. Clinton was seated in the table across from mine in a way that he could watch the entrance without having to turn so much.
“What nice spots are open for lat
