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    Freya frowned, recalling a warning. “n says that man has a temper. He’s unpredictable.”


    Greta nodded. “Honestly, pretty much.”


    “One minute he’s charming; the next he’s throwing threats like, ‘You think I won’t hit back?’”


    Riley’s brow furrowed. “And you’re still going for it?”


    Greta shrugged confidently. “Every pot has its lid. I can handle him. Trust me.”


    Freya bit her lip but didn’t press further. “Just let us know if you need backup.”


    Greta’s eyes lit up. “Actually, there is one thing.”


    “What’s that?” Riley asked.


    “Dig into his past,” Greta said, determined. “I want to know everything about him.”


    She had a hunch he already knew plenty about her. She hadn’t hidden much—only a few personal details. Better to know your opponent, she figured.


    Freya nodded. “Consider it done.”


    Digging up information was a breeze for Freya. She sat at the study’sputer, her fingers flying. At first the search turned up little, but soon she broke through and uncovered a wealth of details. Without looking, she sent it all to Greta.


    Greta grinned. “If this pans out, dinner’s on me. If not, it’s still my treat.”


    Freya paused, then smiled. “Actually, I have something for you.”


    Greta tilted her head. “What’s that?”


    Riley leaned forward, curious.


    Freya dashed out and returned with a small box, her cheeks flushed. She handed it to Greta. “Just in case things get serious. Better safe than sorry.”


    Gretaughed, her eyes sparkling. Freya blushed and offered the box again. Greta returned it with a warm smile. “Thanks, but I’m good. You keep it.”<fn34d2> Readplete version only at find?novel</fn34d2>


    “You sure?” Freya asked.


    “I know how to keep myself safe,” Greta said, her voice soft but firm, easing her friend’s worry. She was ready to turn the tables on Noel ke, but she wasn’t reckless. With her skills, trouble didn’t scare her.


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    “Don’t stress,” Greta added, her tone light. “I may not have field experience, but I’ve studied the ybook. You two just rest up for tomorrow’s wedding.”


    Freya thought it over and nodded. Greta’s smarts and skills were top-notch. Noel ke wouldn’t know what hit him.


    “But one thing,” Greta said, covering her bases.


    “What’s that?” Freya asked.


    “If this goes sideways, you two better have my back,” Greta said, her tone serious.


    Riley and Freya nodded. “Deal.”


    After finishing their talk, they left the study to rejoin the group, ready to n the next day’s wedding. It was just for close friends and family, but they wanted it to feel special. Ellis had already taken care of every detail, as always.


    By afternoon, the vi was quiet, with only Freya and Ellis left. They picked up their marriage license and snapped a photo, each sharing it on social media.


    Freya set her phone down and looked at Ellis, her eyes warm and steady. “Ellis.”


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