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threatened my freedom, my life with Harley. I couldn’t just pretend I didn’t know what was happening.”
    “If you’d come to me—”
    “They would have put us all in jail right there and then.”
    “They had no information.”
    “No,” Xander said, as he again dragged his fingers through his hair. “They had plenty of information on you. But what they wanted was the men you were working for. They wanted it all.”
    Grant sat back on the couch. He pulled Bonnie’s hand up to his lips and kissed her gently.
    “Then we’ll give them what they want.”

Chapter 10
     
    Xander
    I wanted her to stay at the house, but she refused. She clung to my hand as we walked into the restaurant, so tight that my bones were rubbing together. She was scared.
    So was I.
    I spotted him at a table closest to the kitchen, a busy area that was a little concerning. I wasn’t sure how we could talk freely with all the traffic that was going past there, but, then again, it seemed logical. Everyone was so busy going about their own business that they wouldn’t even remember that much about us, let alone overhear much of our conversation.
    I don’t think I would be good at this terrorist stuff. I was too honest.
    The man—Colin Francis—stood as we approached the table.
    “Harley,” he said with genuine affection in his voice. “How are you?”
    Harley smiled politely. “Good, thank you.”
    “And Xander.” He studied my face for a minute, then offered his hand with a polite smile. I shook it because I didn’t know what else to do.
    He gestured for us to take a seat. Harley snatched my hand under the table once we were all seated, clutching it quite tightly once again. I squeezed back.
    “So, I spoke to Philip this morning,” Colin said. “He told me all about your accident. I was sad to hear about it.”
    “It was unfortunate,” Harley agreed. “But I’m doing much better, and my doctor expects I’ll enjoy a full recovery.”
    “That’s good.” Colin looked from her to me. “Nothing like an accident to bring a couple back together.”
    Harley glanced at me. “Well, if you spoke to Philip, then you know that the whole separation was just our way of trying to protect ourselves from Xander’s family learning what we were up to.”
    He inclined his head slightly. “It was a good plan.”
    A waiter chose then to come and ask us for our drink orders. Colin sat back and studied the two of us as the waiter did his spiel, trying to sell us on something from the bar. I would have loved a good, stiff drink. But if I ever needed a clear head, it was now.
    It was all incredibly insane. Grant came up with a plan and…hell, it couldn’t be much worse than relying on a high school history teacher to put us in touch with the right people in the government. But Grant wasn’t the one sitting here now.
    I just wanted all this over with.
    “We need to know a few things,” I said the moment the waiter turned his back. “We can’t just hand this stuff over without knowing what you’re going to do with it.”
    Colin raised impressive eyebrows. “I don’t blame you, Xander. I’m sure you’re quite concerned about your mother.”
    “Yes. And Harley and Margaret and everyone else involved in this thing.”
    “I notice you didn’t say Grant.”
    I shrugged, my eyes falling to the top of the table. “Grant got himself caught up in this mess. We’re just trying to clean it up.”
    Amusement danced in the man’s eyes. It sent a shiver of fear down my spine.
    “And you, Harley. Is that your opinion, too?”
    “It is.”
    Colin sat back and played with a fork that was part of his table setting. “Well,” he said slowly, a hint of an accent suddenly coming out in his words, “I suppose you already know that the feds are going to execute a warrant on Grant’s offices tomorrow. If they find what they expect to, which includes hard copies of some of the things you’ve already provided the agents,” he said, gesturing to me