He felt foolish for his behavior, but as far as his feelings for Lou, he was in desperate need of everyone backing off. He had walked back to the McAllister guest house and worked on the final placement for the last of the new West Coast agents. It had been a clean sweep of all the bad apples, and the ripple effect had been noticed far and wide within the Sanguinostri community. Connor had shown up a little after noon and said nothing about the dust-up between him and Abby and Niko though Max knew full well they had given him a heads-up. To his credit, Connor stuck to business, and they went through everything he could gather on his Principates, besides Lou. As Niko told him that morning, Peter Radisson, the Northern region Principate had come up clean. That wasn’t a surprise to Max given how long the man had been in service. His roots were as deep as Canada was vast and had been the first and only Principate installed in the region. Max and Connor knew they could trust him implicitly.
