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Nevertheless, whether real or not, this threat has been neutralized.” “Who?” Nick asked. “Who made the threat, and who gave the order?” Ethan arched an imperious eyebrow at Nick, who managed, impressively, to give back an equally stubborn look. “Sullivan, you can’t think that I’m going to simply take your word on this and walk away. Not after what my family’s been through.” “Then perhaps,” Ethan said, “we could reach a compromise.” Silence, then, “I’m listening.” “The information regarding both the perpetrator and the individual we believe issued the orders is very precious to us.” He linked his fingers together on the table, then glanced up at Nick. “That said, in the interest of goodwill between our respective organizations, we are willing to consider a trade. We will provide this information to you, upon your word that this information does not leave the room. That the information would not be provided to other shifters, other humans, advisors, officials, etc. Nor, of course, would it be provided to the press in any form.” Nick barked out a laugh and looked away before raising his gaze to Ethan’s again.“I’m a journalist. Do you honestly expect me to agree to that?” “I expect that if you agree to that, we will have no need to further investigate why the Breckenridges generally, and Jamie specifically, were targeted for this particular incident. We will have no reason,” Ethan said, “to further investigate why your family was so eager to jump to young Jamie’s defense.” Nick’s nostrils flared. Clearly, even if we didn’t know the details, something was amiss with Jamie. “Blackmail, Sullivan?” Ethan smiled back at Nick, with teeth. “I learn from the best, Breckenridge.” There was silence in the room. “Agreed,” Papa Breck said into the Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer ()
silence, “on the terms you specified.” When Nick opened his mouth to speak, Papa Breck silenced him with a finger. “We will close this down, Ethan nodded. “In that case, we are all witnesses to the terms of the agreement that we have reached.” There were nods around the room. “Before we end this ridiculous lovefest,” Nick said, sarcasm thick in his voice, “could we get to the meat of it? Who sent the e-mail?” Ethan looked at him. “Peter,” he said. “One of our House guards. As to the instigator, we have circumstantial evidence, albeit only circumstantial at this point, that the scheme itself was concocted by Celina.” “Celina?” Nick asked, eyes suddenly wide. I gave him points that he understood having Celina as an enemy was a cause for concern. “How did—” “She was released,” Ethan smoothly finished. “And in light of the fact that she has unfinished business”—he bobbed his head toward me—“we expect that she will return to Chicago. We have, however, no evidence that she bears any particular ill will toward your family. You appear to have been chosen because you were, let’s say, strategically convenient.” “What evidence do you have that she’s involved?” Scott asked, his head tilted curiously to the side. “E-mails were sent from an address we believe to be her alias. And Peter confessed