"Thank you," Ara articulated, her tone making it clear that she was expressing gratitude for more than just the fastening of her seatbelt. In response, he flashed her an enchanting smile, one so potent that it practically set her heart racing. "We haven't yet broached the subject... The car accident and subsequent shooting weren't mere coincidences, were they?" She held her breath in anticipation as his jaw tightened, and he reclined in his seat.
"No," he confessed. "Someone specifically targeted you in an attempt to get to me." She had suspected as much. It was a risk she'd been cognizant of when her mother had tied the knot with Douglas. However, Ara had already been somewhat versed in the rules when her father had still been alive. He had served as a foot soldier for the syndicate, spe
