Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

“Was she meeting someone?” I suggested. She was blind.
She would’ve been careful not to get lost by accident. Was it
on purpose then?
“I don’t think so,” he answered. “When she reappeared,
she looked shaken. Flushed. I think she just got lost.”
I laughed under my breath. She always did scare easily.
“And the attorney?” I asked about the rest of his list of
duties I’d given him.
“Yes, the appointment’s set up.”
I locked eyes on Rika on the dance floor with some guy I
didn’t know. His hand sat too low on her hip, his fingers
brushing the top of her ass, and I narrowed my eyes on them,
taking another sip. “And the council?”
Crane chuckled. “Yeah, it’s done,” he said. “If your father
finds out how much of his money you’ve thrown around
town…”
“Oh, he will,” I mused. “When it’s too late, of course. But
I need all my ducks in a row first.”
And then I spotted Michael Crist, my old-friend-nowenemy,
heading straight for me. Oh, great.
“Quack, quack,” Crane mumbled, probably seeing him
approach, too.
I grinned at his joke as he walked away and squared my
shoulders as Michael approached.
“Do you think I won’t kick you out?” he sneered. “The
women don’t protect you.”
“Maybe not my women.”
He thought I thought I could be here, because the Ashbys
were invited, but my insinuation was clear. Both his fiancée
and Kai’s wife held less of a grudge. They may not hate me
being here.
“Speaking of which…” I gestured to Erika on the dance
floor. “Have you noticed the paws someone’s putting all over
yours?”