"Wow, Yara, 24/7 personal protection! The moment I saw that guy, I knew there was something between you two. Look, look! Even our chief thinks so. He practically delivered this fated romance right to your doorstep."
'Something between us? More like a beast!' Yara Quillan muttered under her breath. An order from the chief was never to be questioned. Protect Henry Lester without being discovered... 'Does this mean I really have to throw myself to the wolves again?'
She glanced at the villa key she had casually tossed on the table.
'That man really doesn't need my protection. But this is a mission, an order from a superior!'
Just as Yara Quillan was wondering how to explain her relationship with Henry Lester to Rose Sanders—and the fact that she had to move into his villa—Rose's own laptop pinged with an email. A new international drug trafficking ring had appeared in Ironhaven. The email demanded that Rose Sanders depart for Ironhaven immediately.
