A Million Different Ways To Lose You (The Horn Duet Book 2) by P. Dangelico

Author:P. Dangelico [Dangelico, P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781532306747
Publisher: P. Dangelico
Published: 2016-11-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

I could not have dreamed of a worse way to end what should have been the best few weeks of my life. Anxiety, escalating to monumental proportions, had me living on the edge of a razorblade. Every night since the attack in Venice, I had woken up in a pool of sweat. And every time Sebastian asked what the nightmare was about, I dissembled. I couldn’t very well explain that I found new and more grisly ways for him to die in my arms each night.

Upon our return, we holed up on the estate. Interpol and the FBI were contacted as soon as the attempt on Sebastian’s life took place. The day we arrived agent Vasquez and Lewis were there to meet us for a debriefing. Mr. Bernard was at the bar, pouring himself a drink, when we entered the living room.

“They’re getting desperate. They know that any day now the so called audit for tax evasion will start,” said agent Lewis. She pushed off the door frame she was leaning on and joined the rest of us that were seated.

Across from us on the couch, agent Vasquez bent forward and placed her elbows on her knees. Clasping her hands into a single fist, she asked, “Whose next in line to be CEO in the event of your death?”

“David has specific instructions. If I don’t have an heir, the bank would go directly into escrow to be prepared for sale. In the meantime there would be an interim board elected. With Charles being the largest account holder, he would automatically qualify to be a member. Day to day operations would be handled by Shay Savitch, my executive vice president.”

“What about a wife? Any provisions for a wife?” Lewis inquired casually.

“I don’t have a prenup––now that I’m married, my wife inherits everything.”

My gaze cautiously met David’s, whose dark blue eyes stared back at me in collusion over the rim of the cut crystal glass he sipped.

“So we can assume your wife’s a target as well now,” Vasquez added.

Sebastian’s burdened eyes flitted to mine. He squeezed my hand and replied, “Unfortunately, yes.”

Vasquez and Lewis exchanged an understanding. “It’s time to move on Mr. Redman. Tomorrow. At the office. Mrs. Horn, it’s best you be there too. Venice indicates there may be a leak at Interpol––you could be in danger.”

Mrs. Horn…the first time anyone had ever used my married name.

“She’ll be there,” Sebastian assured them.

“We’ll be in touch with the details.”

I turned to study Sebastian’s reaction and found none. His complete attention remained on the two agents seated before us. Composure was written all over the perfect angles of his face, his expression as placid as a frozen lake. He knew. The knowledge came to me suddenly. He’d known all along that Marcus was involved.

“Why?” My voice sounded disembodied, untethered from me.

Agent Vasquez’s eyebrows rose up her forehead. “In the four years Mr. Redman placed the trades for Mr. Hightower’s account he earned a cool fifty million.”

“But he was already wealthy. Why would he do this?” I asked, my tone incredulous.

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