Free Dangerous (The Dark Billionaire, #4) by L.N. Pearl Page A

talk about what happened?”
    Again, Bruce kept silent. She took his hand and rubbed it. He was cold.
    “Bruce, you need to say something. Let it go. Don’t keep everything to yourself. What are you thinking? Tell me,” she said.
    He was livid. She knew he hadn’t slept much since they were back and he looked like a ghost. He opened his mouth and finally whispered something.
    “I feel... terrible,” he said.
    “It wasn’t your fault, Bruce. You did nothing wrong.”
    “I feel so guilty...”
    “Please don’t. There was nothing you could do.”
    “I was supposed to be in that car, Jen. Not him.”
    Jennifer paused and thought about June. Yes, Bruce was supposed to drive that car and June was supposed to take the bus to see his family out of town. She couldn’t admit it out loud but deep inside, she was glad things had happened that way. If not, June would be alive to see his daughter but Bruce would be dead. And she wouldn’t be here, talking to him and caressing his hand.
    “Things happened that way for a reason,” she said. “You were meant to stay alive. You are meant to keep living to accomplish big things. You’re someone special Bruce.”
    “A human life is a human life. June didn’t deserve to die. I’m not special,” he said. His eyes were wet.
    “You’re special to me,” she said. “Doesn’t it count?”
    Bruce kept silent and closed his eyes. Tears rolled down on his face. “I’m so sorry for him and his little daughter,” he said, crying. He leaned forward and rested his head against her chest. She bit her lips and felt her eyes getting filled with tears as well. She released his hands, grabbed his head and hugged him close to her heart. Bruce had never shown that sensitive part of him. He looked so fragile and vulnerable. Yet he was strong and felt responsible. As always, he felt that he had to be in charge when actually he didn’t have to.
    Jennifer had a burning question that she was dying to ask. She didn’t know if it was the right time or if it was better to wait. She hesitated but finally decided it was better to raise the subject sooner rather than later.
    “Bruce,” she said. “Do you really think you’re in danger? Is there anyone out there who hates you so much they wanted to kill you?”
    “I’m not in danger, Jen.”
    She looked at him, puzzled. What did he mean? What about all these security people then?
    “What’s going on then?” She asked.
    “Kenichi called me yesterday,” he said. “He wanted to know if we were okay. He also apologized for what happened.”
    “That’s nice of him. There was nothing he could do either.”
    Bruce kept silent with an empty look in his eyes. Jennifer knew he was thinking about something.
    “It was supposed to be him, Jen,” Bruce said.
    Jennifer frowned then raised her eyebrows, her emotions going from incredulity to surprise. “What do you mean?”
    “He told me the bomb was for him. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. You and I were too shocked to realize that this had nothing to do with me or June. It was Kenichi’s car after all...”
    She nodded. “That’s true. So what happened? Did he tell you why there was a bomb?”
    “No.”
    “You didn’t ask either?”
    “No. He said it was personal so I didn’t insist.”
    They both remained silent for a few minutes. Jennifer had to process that new piece of information and was slightly confused. What was she supposed to think about it? Bruce was involved with a man who seemed more and more suspicious to her. She didn’t know much about Asian culture and how it worked over there but without a doubt, if someone was trying to kill Kenichi, there was something to be careful about.
    “So what do you think?” She asked, unable to guess what Bruce thought about this situation. “What have you been thinking during all this time alone?”
    “I’ve been thinking about my dad and his death. I almost joined him in the cemetery. It’s a weird thing to