Fifty-One
Justice searched the man’s face, looking for similarities to Jonah, skimming her gaze over the square jaw and close-cropped black hair. When she looked into his moss green eyes, she finally found what she was looking for. Jonah had often worn the same mix of exasperation and awe in his expression during his time with her.
‘Jonah was my bodyguard for almost two years. He said you always looked out for him when you were children, even though he was older. He said you were the one with the brains in the family, while he was the brawn.’
She gave him a watery smile, caught up in her memories of Jonah. ‘He wasn’t stupid—far from it. When I called him on it, he said you kept him from losing it when your parents were murdered. He said he’d have been dead in a week if it wasn’t for you
