"Do you think Yvonne's in any danger?"
Before Hull could respond, Susanna jumped in, worry etched all over her face. If Yvonne was in trouble, she had to call her right away and tell her to get out. No questions asked.
As for her mom... well, she’d figure out a way to get to Black Gate herself and stall those people.
Hull shook his head. "Danger? No way. No one at Black Gate would dare lay a finger on her."
Yvonne was, after all, the Quinn family's first daughter—the crown jewel. If Black Gate so much as touched her, it’d be like signing their own death warrant.
"Remember, Lottie’s coming after Black Gate because of what Dan did to Yvonne a few years back," Hull continued. "They wouldn’t risk it now, not with Lottie breathing down their necks."
Susanna let out a shaky breath, feeling a little relief for the first time in hours.
Hull seemed to read her mind. "But you, going to Black Gate? That won’t work."
Susanna frowned. "What do you mean?"
He gave her a look. "If you walk in now, all you’ll do is give them leverage over your mom. Don’t be stupid, Susanna. You’d be walking right into their trap."
Black Gate was tearing the place apart looking for Lacey. And when Lacey disappeared, she took something with her—something Black Gate had been desperate to find for years. If Susanna showed up now, she’d be nothing more than a bargaining chip.
"So what do I do? Just hide?" Susanna’s voice cracked on the word. The irony stung.
All the people running Black Gate were her own flesh and blood, yet because of them, she didn’t even have the right to live her life in the open.
Hull saw the pain in her eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her—gentler this time, not like before when desperation took over.


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