*Michael*
“Bruce, please tell me you have some good news,” I said into my phone.
I walked out onto the balcony of my penthouse. I wasn’t sure if I was happy or not to be back in New York. After Blaine’s attempts at blackmail, my security team was on high alert, which meant I had a constant shadow of a bodyguard.
My penthouse was one of the few places I could be by myself; however, the security team had a permanent station down in the lobby.
“I am afraid it is not good news, sir. We have reason to believe that Blaine is indeed back in New York. What is surprising is that my security team followed him into a neighborhood far from both your penthouse and your offices.”
My thoughts immediately went to Shelby. The only logical explanation is that Blaine was attempting to use Shelby to get in contact with me.
“Shit,” I muttered.
“Do you know where he would be headed, sir?”
