The Billionaire's Prize: Taken & Tempted: (Book 3 Billionaire Bodyguard Series) Read Free

around to it. He hadn’t been ready to unearth the truth surrounding the self-blame he’d carried all this time.
    When she left him a message two weeks ago about a new eyewitness, Maria Sanchez, he’d pulled out the folder but still hadn’t taken the time to look through it as well as he should have.
    Now he regretted his procrastination. One more addition to the stack of regrets piling on his conscience. When it came to his career or investments, he could handle anything. When it came to his personal life, he had no issues. But his dad was a whole different story.
    God, he missed Trey. Right now his brother was on a plane with his sister-in-law Devon to greet their three adopted children. The five of them would arrive as a new family in Denver next week.
    Cade scrolled through his phone and dialed his cousin Liam’s cell phone. “Hey, do you have a minute? Something’s come up.”
    “Sure. Shoot.”
    Cade sighed. “I need a favor.”
    “Hang on,” Liam said. “I’m two seconds away.”
    “You don’t have to come to my office—”
    “Too late. I’m here.” Liam grinned as he strolled into Cade’s office, but his smile quickly faded. He discreetly closed the door behind him. “What’s up?”
    Glancing at his cousin’s wardrobe choices, Cade shook his head. Liam wore a blue t-shirt underneath a brown corduroy jacket that looked like he’d bought it at a thrift store. At least he’d managed to find jeans without rips or tears, unlike his brother Adam. As joint CEOs of a company cresting the billion dollar mark, the cousins could afford to step it up. “I’m installing a new dress code. No t-shirts. Or cowboy hats.”
    “Yeah, I’ve heard that before.” Liam rolled his eyes and adjusted his cowboy hat, unimpressed by Cade’s irritation over his outfit. “ You represent the company. You’re the face of Soren Security.”
    “Doesn’t mean you can’t try.”
    “Ouch, that hurts.” Liam’s blue-green eyes twinkled with amusement. “I am trying. Can’t you tell?”
    “A wrinkled suit jacket from our grandfather’s era isn’t cutting it.”
    The entertained light in Liam’s eyes extinguished. “I thought you needed a favor. You don’t have an attitude of gratitude for a guy who wants my help.”
    “Sorry, I’m in a foul mood.”
    “Never would’ve guessed. Crabass.”
    The comment pulled a reluctant grin from Cade. He’d grown up with his two cousins as if they were his brothers. Unlike his tense relationship with Adam, Cade had bonded more with Liam—maybe because Liam would always be the baby, even if he’d just turned thirty. For cousins, they shared more physical traits with each other than with their respective brothers. He and Liam were leaner, more athletic, instead of the bodybuilder type like Trey and Adam. They also shared the blue-eyed, light-haired chromosomes in the family. Liam could get away with calling him a crabass. “You and Adam still have your street contacts from Las Vegas?”
    “You mean our old CI’s?” He shrugged. “We keep in touch.”
    “I don’t know if confidential informants will help in this case, but I want you to investigate if any of our rival bounty hunters had it out for us before we left. Actually, go further back.”
    “How far?”
    “Five years.”
    “Dude, is this about Uncle Jake?” Strain pinched Liam’s forehead under his hat. “I know the anniversary of his passing is this week. Do you need a beer? A Hallmark card? A hug?”
    Cade snorted. “Information, Liam. That’s what I need. I want to revisit a potential grudge from any rivals we might’ve had at the time.”
    Liam scratched his jaw. “Didn’t the police rule out foul play? Wasn’t it an accidental death?”
    Releasing a stressed sigh, Cade nodded. “I have reason to believe they were wrong.”
    “That sucks.” Liam looked pissed off on his behalf. “I’ll get on it.”
    “Is Adam busy?” Cade asked.
    “He’s online tricking out the latest custom