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Kane’s short nails began to bite into the flesh of his palm as his fists constricted.
    Dani girl? Flowers?
    Kane wondered if the man was flirting with her or just trying to put her at ease?
    Reed jerked his head in Kane’s direction. “You’re going to have to put up with this bozo until Monday morning, then I have a sweet little bungalow lined up for you.”
    He handed her the flowers with a flourish. “I figured these might soften the blow and offset how damn dry and rarefied everything is in the penthouse.”
    Reed gave a little chuckle before lobbing a veiled barb in Kane’s direction. “You’d think Hades himself lived here.”
    Kane’s spine jerked stiff at the use of his operations name. Reed knew better than to use it just to make an inside joke at his boss’s expense.
    “Since you’re here,” he growled and gestured at his untouched sandwich, “you can keep Daniella company while she has lunch. I’ve got more work to do on Wagner’s file. The sooner this is sorted out, the better for everyone.”
    Wincing at his words and the effect he suspected they would have on Daniella, he turned so neither Reed nor the woman would see his face.
    “Sure thing,” Reed laughed. “If Dani doesn’t mind, I’d love to sit and have a meal with her.”
    Kane didn’t wait to hear the reply. He was in his office with the door shut before the first word left Daniella’s lips.`

    * * *
    S itting at his desk with the lights out, Kane heard Reed re-set the alarm as he left ninety minutes later.
    His thumb stroked the edge of his phone in the same pattern it had been repeating for the last half hour. For all the men he would name as friends, Kane realized, there wasn’t a one he could call, not after all the shit he had given them over the years concerning the very problem that now perplexed him.
    Stark and Nazarov weren’t really friends, anyway. They were brothers of a sort. Brothers were always there for one another, just like friends. Brothers forgave one another damn near anything, even when mere friendships might fall apart. But that didn’t mean he could have a talk with either man. That’s not what brothers did.
    He couldn’t call up Stark and ask him how he had known Mia, his wife, was “the one.” He couldn’t ask Nazarov why the flame for Alina had burned for so long despite the appearance of her betrayal. And he absolutely couldn’t talk to Reed about anything to do with love. Even after so many years, the topic was a raw spot for the man. Besides, Reed was taking too much damn pleasure over Kane’s current state of confusion.
    He was utterly alone, Kane realized. Alone and in the dark.
    Down the hall, Christine started to cry. Daniella soothed her with a song as she had the night before, the baby instantly silent at her aunt’s sweet, haunting voice.
    Ghosts against the winter sky,
    The years, like clouds, roll on by,
    I can’t see you…

Chapter Six
    I ndecision over whether to strike out on her own with Christine proved the perfect prescription for a long night of insomnia. While her mind tossed and turned, Daniella held her body immobile, the crisp linen sheets too easily transforming her tumultuous thoughts into actual sounds that might wake the baby if she moved.
    Eventually, she succumbed to fatigue, only to be woken less than an hour later by Christine ready for a bottle. After making a quick diaper change and giving the baby a pacifier, Daniella tried to quietly zombie walk down the hall, sleep tugging at every step.
    Opening the microwave door, she used its light to try to find the mute button. She’d gone the rest of the day without seeing Trent Kane and didn’t want to risk another encounter by waking him.
    “What are you looking for?” he asked softly, standing beneath the arch that separated the kitchen from the main corridor.
    Daniella jerked upright, her cheek narrowly missing the metal prong on the microwave door.
    That was twice he’d almost made her jump straight out of