Chapter Fifty-Two

Colton didn’t know what was going on, but Angel opened the front door and practically threw herself at their visitor before dragging him inside.

Not only was it not a great idea for her to be exposed to people driving by, Colton didn’t like the way she smiled at the man while wearing nothing more than one of his T-shirts and her panties. She’d just jumped out his bed after making love, and now she was excited to see this guy.

Except Colton knew the man. Deputy Marshal Justin Marks. His handler.

Justin was the deputy who’d taken over for Angel after she left his detail.

“Angel? What the hell are you doing here?” the man asked, looking between her and Colton in total confusion. Then he took in her ensemble and sniffed with a frown. “Never mind. Don’t answer that.”

Now she was the one who looked confused. “But if you didn’t know I was here, why did you come?” she asked, her words slowing as if putting it together as she spoke.

She turned in Colton’s direction at the same time Justin looked at him.

Colton’s blood ran cold at the worried expression on both their faces.

Justin let out a breath before dropping the bomb. “I’m here to speak to Colton. It’s about Viktor Kulakov.”