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Chapter 215: Grant

Wednesday. Safe House, Playa d'en Bossa, Ibiza.

GRANT REALLY SHOULD HAVE called the chef as soon as Melody had walked away from him. Now he was going to be on the hook for the rest of the payment. He couldn't imagine eating the meal he'd hoped to share with her by himself. Or leaving it by her door to enjoy the meal cold, if she'd take it at all.

The doorbell peeled again.

"Coming," Grant called out as he jogged across the floor to the entry.

He paused to peer through the peephole. Some habits just didn't go away.

A man stood on the other side, his head bent, the sun glinting off his dark head of hair. He wore a dark jacket. A chef's coat?

Had Grant ever gotten a picture of the person that company was sending over?

He blew out a breath and mentally kicked himself.

The op was over.

He shook his head, banishing the paranoia that came with every job, and unlocked the door. There was no reason for a retaliatory attack. Besides, they'd ensured the last assholes could ba
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