As Eddie spoke, his eyes shimmered with quiet sorrow, though his tone remained gentle and soft.
Dale Reeves glanced at him in profile, not quite understanding but nodding anyway. He patted Eddie's shoulder
in a gesture of comfort.
In the backseat, York was animatedly recounting to Ivan how stunned he'd been when he learned Dale Reeves
was taking him to France. With mock seriousness, he insisted that Ivan wasn’t allowed to ditch him and run off
abroad-after all, he
hadn't followed Yvonne overseas either.
Returning to the familiar confines of the car, Ivan visibly relaxed, answering York's plea with a warm, patient
smile.
Up front, Alessia turned her gaze to Cole, who was driving.
“What brings you here? And so perfectly on time?”
“The other day, when | picked you up at the Quincy place, you mentioned Ivan was competing in Dale Reeves’
event. Turns out, Hamilton's grandson was in it too. Just in case, | had someone keep an eye on things. Did a bit
of digging, gathered sevidence, but it didn’t affect the outcome, so I let it be.”
Alessia nodded, prompting Cole to go on.
“I saw the online voting and figured I'd have Larkin Yardley drophere first. He's off inspecting the training
facility alone.”
Meanwhile, Larkin, elsewhere, rubbed his itching nose but kept his professional composure, listening intently as
the manager rattled off introductions.
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Cole glanced over just as the traffic light turned red, leaning closer.
“So, did | make it in time?”
Alessia chuckled and gave his cheek a playful squeeze. Cole started to protest, but caught sight of the two
gossip-hungry kids in the backseat and thought better of escalating things.
The car rolled forward again, and Alessia’s phone began to ring.
“Queenie?” The three of them usually just messaged in their group chat-calls were
rare.
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“Lessie...”
“I'm breaking up with him! It's over!” Stella Laine’s voice cut in before Queenie Windsor could finish.
“What's Stella worked up about this time?” Alessia asked.
Queenie sighed, clearly used to the .
“We're at the pub. Want to cby?”
Alessia checked the rearview mirror. “I'll swing by in a bit.”
“Good. She's on a tear tonight. | can’t handle her on my own.” Queenie’s exasperation cthrough loud and
clear.
As soon as she hung up, Cole let out a resigned sigh.
“Looks like date night's off.”
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“Deal.” Alessia tousled his hair mischievously. Cole just shook his head in surrender; there was no resisting her.
He'd resigned himself-she had him wrapped around her finger.
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simply nodded in greeting as she passed.
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