AMELIA
It felt weird to be back in his penthouse again. For a wanted criminal, I didn’t know how Lucius bought a penthouse, probably not in his name.
“Where is he?” I asked him again.
“Relax, Amelia.” Ryden put his hand on my waist. “Are you okay?”
“Look. Don’t get mad at me, okay? I was here before when I got the assignment.”
He smiled at me, kissing me on the nose. “It’s fine, ladybug. I understand, but are you okay? You seem edgy. Did he do something that made you feel uncomfortable?”
“Nothing like that, and he always made me uncomfortable.”
“He’s seemed genuinely a good guy with many connections and really cares about you.” He sighed and caressed my cheek. “If something happens to me, I want you to be with him—”
“Wait. What are you talking about?”
“Well. We’re dealing with the
