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When Crockett got to the rings, Evangeline modeled her own hand and Sin did the same.
“These are wedding bands with built-in homing locations,” Sin explained. “If either of us is taken or gets in an accident?—”
“Like getting thrown off a motorcycle in the dead of night and ending up in the freezing waters of the Potomac River,” Evangeline said, finishing his sentence.
Gabriel slid his gaze from one to the other. “That happened?”
“It did,” Sin replied. “Evan saved me.”
After they showed him the app on their phones, Gabriel eyed their rings. Evangeline’s was a platinum band loaded with diamonds. Sin’s a titanium wedding ring without gems.
“Those rings are my newest invention,” Crockett explained.
“They work great,” Sin said.
Gabriel lifted a women’s diamond eternity ring, wondering how Halston would react to the gift. A bold move, but Gabriel wanted her to know he cared. He also wanted her safe.
“This ring has a GPS tracker in it?” Gabriel confirmed.
“Yes,” Crockett replied. “They all do.”
For Halston, Gabriel selected a platinum eternity band with a center row of black diamonds flanked on each side by a row of white diamonds.
“And this for me,” he said, holding up the black titanium band with a row of black diamonds in the center.
Gabriel handed his credit card to Crockett.
“With the Friends and Family discount, that’s nineteen thousand” Crockett said. “I’ll text you the link so you can download the app. Sorry, I don’t have gift bags.”
Everyone laughed.
“I’m relieved to hear that,” Sin said. “I would have been worried about you, my brother.”
More laughter.
Evangeline rose. “I’ve got something you can use.”
While Gabriel downloaded the app, Crockett ran his card. Evangeline returned with a small gift bag and some white tissue paper. She wrapped both rings, tucked them inside the bag.
“I’ll walk you out,” Sin said to Gabriel.
“I need to tell you both something,” Gabriel said.
“I can step out,” Crockett replied.
“Crockett won’t say anything,” Sin assured him.
“You need to hear this from me,” Gabriel said to Sin and Evangeline. “I’ve got some Bratva business to finish out and I’ve got a helper.”
Evangeline huffed. “Gabriel, no.”
“Look, I told her no. She pushed back. She’s more stubborn than I am.” Gabriel took the gift bag. “I won’t let anythinghappen to her. You have my word. As a Santini, my word is everything.”
At four o’clock that afternoon, Gabriel was squirreled away in the manager’s office at the family restaurant. His underboss and close friend, Angelo Moretti, watched the video of the four Bratva attacking Gabriel.
“Ouch,” Angelo said. “You know, I’ve never been shot.”
“How’d you manage that?”
