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Michigan.”
    Fuck.
    “Did you try the guest list from the fundraiser? She was there, so she had to have purchased a ticket.” Once again, she’d just vanished. Like fog. One minute, there and the next…gone.
    “I already did that. There was no Livia Kingsley on the guest list. Is it possible she changed her last name?”
    Was that possible? I’d been so struck with both shock and relief at seeing her alive that I didn’t even check her left hand for a ring. The thought of another man touching what was mine made me feel murderous. The thought that she would let another man touch her made me violently ill.
    Yes, I know I'm a goddamn hypocrite.
    “I don’t know. I suppose it’s possible. Get me the security footage of the fundraiser. She was with a woman that night. If we can identify her, then we can track Livvy down.” I should have cornered that woman after Livvy ran, but she spent the rest of the night attached at the hip to a wealthy man I’d recognized from other events. And he looked like he’d take out anyone who came near the beautiful blonde.
    “On it. It will take a few days and probably some Benjamins.”
    “I don’t fucking care what it costs. You get me that goddamn tape and you track down this blonde friend of hers or I assure you, you will never work in this city again. It cannot be that hard to find one woman. Jesus!”
    “Yes, sir.”
    I slam down the phone just as Ash walks through my door, but my thoughts are distracted by the news that Livvy’s father died three years ago from pancreatic cancer, and the house that was once his now belongs to a young married couple with a baby on the way. I’ve tried Livvy’s sister, Alyse, twice with no return phone call. I’m about ready to get into my car and drive to Detroit to track her down and make her tell me where Livvy is.
    “Looks like a week hasn’t improved your mood any,” he says as he saunters in uninvited and flops in the chair across from my desk.
    “Did we have a meeting?” I snip.
    “Are you going to tell me what the fuck is going on with you, Gray? You’ve been a class A prick for the last three weeks.”
    I lean back in my black leather desk chair just as Conn pops his head in. “Am I late?” he asks. He glides in and shuts the door behind him.
    I take a quick look at my daily calendar and see I have a meeting scheduled with Jake Campbell, the CEO of HMT Enterprises right now. “As much as I’d love to sit and gossip about my feelings and shit, I have a meeting with Jake right now.”
    Conn grabs the other free chair across from my desk and takes a seat, getting comfortable like it’s a fucking barbecue and I should hand him a beer. “No, you don’t. I had Bonnie put that on there because I knew you wouldn’t take a meeting with us since you’ve been avoiding both of us all week.”
    Fuckers. He was right, but still. My temper flares.
    “What is this? Some sort of goddamn intervention?” I spit. I love my younger brothers deeply, but they can be a pain in the ass sometimes. They constantly stick their noses in my personal business.
    When Livvy first disappeared, my brothers were my rocks. Hell, Ash nearly single-handedly pulled me back from the brink of self-destruction when I was drinking myself to death. Or trying to.
    After a year dragged by, they each tried their hand at setting me up on blind dates in hopes that I would move on, but I shut that shit down right quick. Ash’s taste in women runs a little edgier than I like, and Conn runs through them faster than a high-speed paper shredder. God knows his dick had probably been in half the women he tried setting me up with. After the countless women I’d fucked in my drunken stupor that I didn’t even remember, I was now more selective about who I spent my limited time with.
    “See what I mean?” I heard Ash say. “You talk to him and he just zones out, like there’s a fucking carnival going on in his head. If he does that at the board meeting next week;