Aiden
The study was dimly lit, the shadows of the evening stretching long against the walls. I sat at my desk, my fingers drumming impatiently against the polished wood, my eyes fixed on the phone lying in front of me. The call had ended minutes ago, but the informant’s words still echoed in my mind.
“Kendrick has left for Philadelphia. He took Kimberly with him. Officially, it’s for business.”
Business? I scoffed at the thought. Kendrick didn’t do business like normal men. Every move he made was calculated, a game of chess where he ensured he controlled all the pieces. Taking Kimberly to Philadelphia wasn’t about business. It was a power play, a tactic to isolate her, to keep her away from me.
My jaw clenched as I stood abruptly, pushing the chair back with a scrape. The informant had
