MIA NEEDED TO do something. The files she'd copied weren't the right ones, not that she had any idea what those might be. Luke was in a rage. Mia didn't know how much longer she could keep this going if she didn't land on something.She stood at the window and stared out on the balcony. He'd let her plant a few things there. She'd done it in the beginning of their farce of a relationship to give her a moment to breathe. Now the progress of the plants only tracked the length of this sham.What was she going to do?Cane was a good man. There was no doubt in her mind about that. Which meant her only solution was to create a trap. The weakest link in the De Jong family was Cane's twin sister.The question was, how did she bully Cane into fixing a divide that had spanned years with his twin just so Mia could use the relationship against him?She picked up her cell.Cane had been in meetings in Pretoria most of the day. Chances were he'd have stopped by to see his dad and half-brothers
COCO STOOD AMIDST the noise and confusion watching the others unload the rescued animals. She'd been certain these were the people responsible for Utata's death. Where was the proof? Where was his horn? "Hey?" Paxton grasped her by the elbow and stepped in front of her, blocking off her view of the veterinary team who'd been called in to care for the animals.She lifted her chin, staring into his blue eyes."We did good tonight." His hair stuck up from the mask and dark streaks smeared down his cheeks."Did we?""Yeah. You don't think so?""We didn't find the tranq darts." She glanced at the truck, wishing someone would appear, holding a box of them. "What about Utata's horn?""It's been a few days. They could have offloaded the horn and used up the darts. Nothing's certain.""What if it was the wrong group?" She swallowed. Deep down she'd wanted it to be these people, because the alternative was going up against one of the biggest, most organized poaching outfits in the country
PAXTON KNOCKED ON Coco's door again, but there was still no answer. She hadn't responded to his texts or answered her phone. No one had seen her.He didn't like this.She should have never gone with them. She was already an easily identified target. What if someone followed them? Or what if there was another person working here that informed the poachers?His gut clenched at the idea Coco could be out there fighting for her life and he was here, searching for her in places she'd never be found.He pulled out his phone again.No reply. No missed calls.It was time to phone a friend.He tapped into his recent calls and hit Shane's number. Paxton couldn't remember speaking to Shane more than a handful of times before this trip. Now, it seemed like next to Silas, Shane was the guy Paxton spoke to the most. Hell, if it weren't for the open invitation to anyone working for Aegis Group to come help after the wedding, Paxton doubted he'd been on the invite list at all. And that would me
Coco shook her head and shoved her hands in her pockets. "I keep thinking the director of Mlilo is going to fire me. Now I find out she recommends me."Paxton rolled her words around. He'd been there, certain that the guys in his unit didn't like him, that he was alone despite being part of a team. Even joining Aegis Group had taken some convincing because he just wasn't their type of guy and he knew it. Or he'd thought he'd known it until he accepted the job offer and really got to know the guys."When you grow up apart from everyone, it's hard to see how you fit in." He turned, and they strolled up the lane toward her house."What do you mean?""You said you spent a lot of your years growing up alone because you didn't fit anywhere, right?""Yeah. But some of that was intentional. When we were kids and Mom left Dad, it was still illegal for us to be her kids." She tipped her chin up and stared at the sky. "When we were really little, she split a flat with this prostitute who had
WERE COCO'S GUT reasons for not accepting the scholarship really wrapped up in Cane?She laid her head on Paxton's shoulder, Mrs. Pedersen's words playing on repeat.Why hadn't Cane told her about his involvement with the scholarship?It wasn't like he was actually paying her back. She knew he wouldn't have the money for that. But he had reached out on her behalf to fix this mess."What are you thinking?" Paxton whispered."About Cane." She kissed his shoulder then glanced up at him.There was a wariness in Paxton's eyes, the kind she saw in wild-caught animals who didn't understand their surroundings. She always loved setting those free. But she didn't know what to do for Paxton. She was beginning to understand some of his silence, the looks, his hesitation. He hadn't come out and said it, but she knew the shadows an abusive family left on a person and could assume the rest."And you," she whispered.She reached over and put her hand over his."Mom remarried briefly when Cane
PAXTON GAVE COCO'S hand one last squeeze before reaching for the tent flap and pulling it back. She let go of his hand and stepped past him, into the tent with its combined audience of Aegis Group and Mlilo's anti-poaching team.He wasn't sure how today was going to go. He'd lain in bed this morning mulling the problem over with no solutions.Now what?Zain stood in the corner with Shane and Daluxolo. Zain glanced toward Paxton, catching his eye and jerked his head. Paxton changed directions and strode across, joining the three men already in discussion."What's up?" Paxton asked.Zain's gaze was serious, all business. "I just want to confirm that you didn't see anything last night that proves Utata's death?"Paxton hooked his thumbs in his pockets and glanced at Shane. "I thought you didn't want to know about last night.""Did you find any of the darts?" Zain asked."No." Paxton grimaced. "We looked. I brought Coco in and we didn't see the horn. Then the fire started up and ou
LUKE SLID INTO the back seat of his Mercedes, the leather cool against his skin.Uncle wanted results. He wanted to see some profits.Fine.Somehow Luke would have to turn a pretty profit and fix a vote all in the same few days. He could do this. One thing at a time.Money was the easiest option.It was time one of his investments began paying him back.Sometime last year a man by the name of Bekker had come to see him. Several of his crew had gotten arrested while trespassing on a rhino farm. Luke had only been able to help Bekker a little. The case against his men was airtight and there was too much evidence. Without the manpower Bekker was going to have to close up shop. And there was where Luke had seen the opportunity. He'd made Bekker a deal. Luke would negotiate an arrangement between an arms dealer to get Bekker the best equipment possible. In exchange Luke got a small percent of the profits.Bekker wasn't close to paying Luke back what he owed, but he was about to pay
COCO COULDN'T ACTUALLY believe she was here.Johannesburg was such a world away from her daily life at Mlilo. Concrete buildings rose into the sky. Sleek cars went on their way with little to no dust covering the exterior. Purple Jacaranda trees were in bloom here and there. Tall, digital billboards of chocolate skinned goddesses advertised products Coco had never heard of.She took a deep breath, and it was as though she couldn't get enough air. There were too many people, too much noise.A warm hand wrapped around hers.She glanced at Paxton, grateful he'd offered to drive her into the city. Lacey and Shane were in the back seat, and Coco knew her best friend would offer the same comfort, but it was Paxton she wanted. She focused on his profile, the bumps in his nose, those tiny scars at his temple, rather than the world passing them by.How was it they'd found each other?There'd never been a man in her life who she wanted to be with all the time. Until Paxton. She was beginni