CHAPTER 47
THE ASSISTANT
“Tomorrow? You want to get married tomorrow?”
Brax watched me over the rim of his coffee mug. “You don’t?”
Meera burst out laughing. The kidnapping had changed her, and perhaps she’d never fully regain her old carefree personality, but the past week had made a big difference. Moving south to our original rental property three days ago had helped. She’d needed the physical distance between us and Novo’s estate. They’d found two bodies buried beside the barn now, and none of us doubted that Elsa would have suffered that same fate if she’d stayed.
Thanks to her, they had names, at least, and the victims would be laid to rest in a more dignified manner soon.
Plus the first of the missing women had been found. First and second, actually—aided by the massive amount
