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wouldn’t want you to beat yourself up like this, Cady. He loved you. You and I both know that if he was here right now he’d be kicking your ass for the hell you’re putting yourself through. My brother died doing what he thought was right. The last thing he would want was for you to give up your life as some sort of penance. Move on, you know that’s what he’d want.”
    Cady shuddered. Yeah, Rusty would kick her butt for the way she was acting. He’d hate the thought of her on the streets again. He’d known what her childhood was like, he’d have understood that she was shutting herself off to protect herself, didn’t mean he would have put up with it.
    “I expect to see you at our place for Sunday dinner,” Lucia said firmly.
    “Actually, I can’t.” The other woman’s face grew thunderous and Cady continued quickly before that famous Rivera temper could be unleashed. “I’ve been offered a job. In Dallas. I’m not sure when I need to leave.”
    Or if the job offer was still open.
    “Well, all right, then. But I expect you to come by for dinner if you’re still here. Promise me.”
    “You’re as stubborn as your brother,” Cady said with a smile. “I promise.”
     
    ***
     
    Hunter leaned back against the bar and stared around the Twisted Thorn. He just wasn’t feeling it tonight.
    “So are you going to do any playing tonight or are you just going to stand around like a morose bastard and growl at anyone who dares come your way?”
    Hunter turned to Simon with a snarl. “If I’m such bad company why are you talking to me?”
    “Bec ause I’ve known you too long to be put off by a bit of growling and posturing. I’m kind of surprised to see you here. I thought you’d forgotten the address.”
    “I’ve been busy.”
    “Really?” Simon drawled. “Busy doing what?”
    “Working.”
    Sympathy entered Simon’s eyes. “Worthington’s death must be a relief.”
    “It still doesn’t answer the question of why Angie died. Why he killed her. I didn’t want him dead, at least not until I had my answers and then I wanted to take his life myself.”
    Angie’s car had run off the road, killing her. An investigation had shown that she’d been drinking. Heavily. Except Angie didn’t drink, she couldn’t stand alcohol. She’d never told him why she’d quit her job with Worthington, but Hunter knew she was afraid of him. Six weeks after quitting her job, she’d left Hunter a fearful message saying she’d learned something about Worthington and she needed to talk to him, her car had then been run off the road and her place had been set on fire.
    That was too much of a coincidence for Hunter.
    Simon sighed but nodded. “I can understand that. No doubt I’d feel the same way. But keeping everyone at arm’s length isn’t going to help. Neither is locking yourself away. Why don’t you find a nice little sub to play with and relax?”
    He shook his head. “I can’t focus. I shouldn’t be playing tonight.”
    “Well, at least stop scowling at all the subs, will you? You’re scaring them to death.”
    “I’ll try. I’m only here because Gray threatened me with Sasha.”
    Simon raised his brows, his eyes lightening at the mention of his wife’s name. “Is that so? Well, it’s your luc ky night. She’s not here.”
    “Everything okay?”
    “Sasha is fine . Her mother is staying with us.”
    “Ahh, and she doesn’t know about your lifestyle.”
    “She knows I own a club, but Sasha has been against telling her what sort of club.” Simon frowned, clearly unhappy with his sub’s decision.
    “So why don’t you just tell her?”
    Simon’s eyes widened. “It’s obvious you have never been married before. You do not interfere in the relationship between your wife and your mother-in-law.”
    “But your wife is also your sub.”
    “Yes, but we’re not full time. Sasha has her own life outside being my sub.”
    “So if she was putting her safety in jeopardy, you’ d just let