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Chapter 25

He tilted his head. “You’re sharp, aren’t you, highness?”

“Sharper than my idiot brother.”

Leon gave her a wide smile, but it had a predatory edge. “Perhaps he’s just idealistic or naïve.”

She snorted, but didn’t offer a counterargument. “Let’s cut the crap. We both know I’m not going to kill Tiernan, especially based on your flimsy proof. Cam might have believed that was why you kidnapped me, but I don’t for a second, any more than I believe you didn’t set that bomb.”

Leon shrugged as he took a seat across from her, receiving a cup of coffee from the surly woman, who didn’t offer one to Madison. “Believe what you want, but my group didn’t do the bomb. We’re more direct.”

Through narrowed eyes, she watched the controlled movements of his hand as he lifted the mug, barely resisting the urge to slam her hand against the metal cup as it neared his visage. It would provide temporary satisfaction, but would no doubt lead to violence she didn’t want to face. Not that she might ha