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table. He took his suit
jacket off and loosened his tie. My guess was he was trying to appear more
casual to me in the hopes I would relax a little. Little did he know the only
way I would actually relax was when Jonathan Black could wrap his strong arms
around me and hold me.
    “You should sit,” he said.
“And take a breath. It may be a few hours. Maybe a day or two.”
    “A day or two? How? Why?”
    “If you sit I’ll tell you.”
    I growled under my breath.
Another man to negotiate with. I was barely fresh off of my forced dates with
Kellen and now I had to handle this.
    “Who are you?” I asked.
    “I’m not allowed to give you
my legal name,” the man said. “But you can call me Ace.”
    “Ace?”
    “Ace,” the man said. “I’m
one of Mr. Black’s top advisors and protectors.”
    “Mr. Black doesn’t seem like
the type that needs protecting.”
    “He’s not. That’s why I’m
more of an advisor than a protector.”
    “Where were you to advise
him about Katherine?” I snapped.
    The man puckered his lips
and his cheeks started to burn. I knew I didn’t have the protection from
Jonathan Black and that anything could happen to me, but the anger and
frustration were too much to bear alone.
    “I’m only human,” Ace said.
“Now, please sit.”
    I did, crashing to the
leather couch. My body instantly felt numb and my muscles all sighed at once.
Maybe I was just that exhausted, I’m not sure, but the couch felt like the
greatest couch I had ever touched in my life.
    Ace sat on a couch near me.
I respected the move. It hinted his full loyalty to Jonathan Black... and
perhaps even myself.
    “The history between he and
Katherine is long,” Ace said. “Long before me. Long before you. Long before all
Mr. Black has created. It’s a part of him that he alone has to handle.”
    “I’m sure if he told you to
handle it, you would,” I said.
    “Of course I would. Personally,
if asked. But he doesn’t allow interference with that part of his life. Then,
now, ever. Your phone call, Isabella Grace, saved his life. And I thank you for
that.”
    “Don’t get mushy on me,” I
said, “he told me where the phone was and what to do. I just obeyed.”
    “Which I thank you for,” Ace
said.
    Something in his eyes spoke
deeper than his words, even if I couldn’t fully read it.
    “I can’t wait here like this
for two days,” I said. “It’s impossible.”
    “But you’d do it for him,”
Ace said.
    “Of course I would. I’d wait
my entire life. There’s nothing else in my life but him. He is the one and
only.”
    “Then we wait,” Ace said.
“The doctor in there is one of the world’s best doctors. When he speaks, people
listen. When he acts, people survive. When he commands, people obey.”
    “What’s his name?” I asked.
    “The doctor?”
    I nodded.
    “Dr. Ace,” Ace said.
    He flickered a quick smile
and raised an eyebrow.
    Message received , I
thought to myself.
    Everyone in this little
secret operation must have shared the same name. That way nobody could ever be
tracked down, point a finger, do anything to blame someone. And it all revolved
around Jonathan Black.
    “Without you, I don’t think
he’d survive this time,” Ace said.
    He stood from the couch as
the words really hit me.
    “Wait a second,” I said.
“You said... this time ... meaning
what?”
    “Meaning this time, the
present,” Ace said. “Don’t look too deep, Isabella Grace. There’s dead ends
everywhere around here. The only way out, the only way to live is behind the
door where you came from.”
    Ace bent down for a second
and pulled out a blanket from under one of the side tables. He let it fall open
and handed it to me.
    “I’m not cold,” I said.
    “But you’re tired. Let time
and Dr. Ace do their job. I’m sure you’ll have enough of a job to do when he’s
back to normal.”
    “Is that so?”
    “Isabella Grace... Katherine
tried to take him, from the world, from you. You think he’s going to