"You're sure he's safe there?" I asked, my fingers wrapped tightly around my phone to the point of pain.
Finlay nodded, his eyes on the road ahead. "We vetted them. The O'Connors are loyal and have the resources to keep him protected."
My heart was pounding against my ribs as I turned my head to the window, watching the city blur by. "If anything happens to him, Finlay, I'll never forgive myself."
"Nothing's going to happen," he said firmly, but I could hear the doubt creeping into his voice.
The car jerked to a stop at a red light, and I clenched my fists, trying to keep the panic at bay. Every second felt like a lifetime, each beat of my heart a countdown to disaster.
We reached the O’Connors’ estate just after dusk, the sun sinking low behind the tall iron gates. The place was quie
