![]() “This is the second attack on Grace, so whoever is going after her is either trying to get to us through her, or she has something they want. “We need to figure out who the mole is,” Hale’s father says. I squeeze back as Damian regards both of us seriously. Hale surprises me by flipping his hand over, catching mine in his strong grip and squeezing it. ![]() I wouldn’t have done it earlier, but now that my cards are all on the table, I don’t feel like I need to hide the fact that there’s something between Hale and me. I reach out and rest my hand over Hale’s, hoping to calm him down and convince him everything really is okay. I just needed to be sure Grace and I were on the same page.” His gaze flicks to me. I’ve always gotten the impression that he and his father are close, and I know he respects Damian as a leader. “Did you have a good chat?” Hale asks as he looks across the desk, and I’m surprised by the acidic tone of his voice. Damian resumes his place behind the desk, sinking into his large chair with a heavy sigh. ![]()
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