Maisy’s heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t liked deceiving Jack, but she was surprised at the pang of sorrow she felt at the thought of not actually being married to him.
“That’s not going to solve any of the issues here,” Jack snapped. “You think Jason is going to give up on getting his hands on Maisy’s money?”
“You could get divorced, that should stop the clock,” Brick volunteered.
“But then what? We send Maisy home so he can kidnap someone else and do the same thing?” Jack asked as he shook his head. “No, not an option.”
Maisy’s heart swelled. He might hate her and what she’d done, but at least he wasn’t willing to make her goback to her brother. Or put anyone else in danger of being kidnapped to satisfy her brother’s greed.
“What happens when three months is up, Maisy?” Pipe asked.
She turned to look at the tattooed man. “What do you mean?”
“How do you get your money? Is it automatic?”
“Oh, um, no. There are papers and stuff that need to be signed. I need to appear before the guy at the bank, and the lawyer who’s in charge of the trust, to get the money released.”
“What was your brother going to do after you signed?” Jack asked.
“As I said before. He told me he’d kill you, because he couldn’t risk your memory coming back.” She looked away. “And he mentioned something about me having an ‘overdose’ because of my grief. After that, I assumed he’d live happily ever after with his millions, plus the proceeds from our life insurance policies.”
“Wait—what life insurance policies?” Brick asked.
Maisy sighed. “The one he made me sign for Jack, and the one he apparently took out on me at some point.”
“Holy fuck, I donotlike this guy,” Owl growled.
“I need to talk to Ryleigh,” Tiny said.
“I thought you didn’t trust her,” Brick said.
“I don’t. But there’s no doubt the woman knows her way around a computer. Maisy, I’m assuming the money from your trust is supposed to go into your brother’s account?”
“Probably.”
“Right…so, what if it didn’t? What if it went into an account set up in your name?”
“But wouldn’t that lead Jason right to me?” Maisy shook her head, already panicking. “No! I don’t want him anywhere near here.”
“Ryleigh’s sneaky enough to set something up that no one would ever be able to trace back to you or The Refuge. She could also probably get those life insurance policies canceled. And get the marriage annulled after the three months is up as well.”
“She can do that?” Maisy asked with a raised brow.
“She can do anything with that computer. Which is why I don’t trust her. I’m thinking we need to get her input on this.”
“I agree,” Brick said. Everyone else nodded as well.
Everyone but Jack.
“Stone? What are you thinking?” Owl asked.
“I’m thinking it’s all well and good to get Ry to work her magic from a keyboard, but that doesn’t prevent Maisy from needing to show herself in person to get access to her money. And I don’t want her anywhere within a hundred miles of that asshole brother of hers. There’s no telling what he’ll do when he realizes how royally he’s been fucked. He’ll be desperate to get his hands on that money.”
He was right. Jason would be beyond furious if his plans went down the drain. He was truly unstable, Maisy understood that now, and she didn’t know what he’d do if he saw her again.
But if she wanted to start over, she needed that money. Oh, not all of it. She never wanted to put herself into the position of being taken advantage of again, and millions of dollars in her bank account could do just that. Besides, she’d never needed millions to this point in her life, andshe didn’t need them now. She just needed enough to take care of herself. Maybe she’d see if Ry could help her give most of it away.
She’d keep enough to buy a small home and live comfortably, find a job somewhere, and try to forget the man who’d been tricked into marrying her…and who she’d love for the rest of her life.