Chapter 158. The Storm Gathers

I had too much on my mind to care about any of Sam’s words, so I spent the rest of the night in my house, resting, to get my strength back up.

At dawn, I began the painfully tedious task of sifting through the stash of blackmail videos Dean and I had created over the years.

However, this stash suddenly appeared miserly for the sacred gem that was the Rosette. There was no blackmail material here big enough to get any politician involved with retrieving the Rosetta. 

I turned away from my desk with an exhausted hiss just as a knock sounded on the door. 

One of the dogs walked in and stopped by the walnut wood desk.

“Change of duty?” I asked, and he nodded.

“I was with her yesterday,” he said, and gave me a breakdown of Olivia’s day. I frowned at the part he told me she was at the beach with Rossi. 

That sounded nothing like her. She would not promise to stay away from him and then go run to be with him the same day unless she had a re