Chapter Eighteen
“You’re not doing this,” Jaime told Grace three days later. “I told you to stay out of this.”
He knew his tone was harsh, but seeing the bruise marring her cheek, he knew he had to be firm. Grace was as stubborn as they came, and she refused to back down.
“I’ve been working with Kat to hack into Eric’s computer—” At Jaime’s groan, she glared at him. “We’re so close!”
“There is no ‘we.’ There is me, and that’s it.”
“So you’re just going to throw whatever Kat’s found to the wayside?”
He rubbed his temples. He didn’t know what to do, except that he wanted to beat Eric within an inch of his life. The coward had retreated to his apartment and, as far as Jaime knew, hadn’t left Heron’s Landing. Probably still licking his wounds.
Despite his threats, Jaime knew very well t
