“Yeah, like training. I planned for you to shadow Nolen last weekend, but his aunt, grandmother, or whoever the fuck she was, passed away. Now you’ll be with Duncan.”
“I don’t need training to fuck a woman,” I grit out.
“If you’re going to do this, you’re doing it my way,” he scolds me in an even tone.
I fight the urge to bite back and instead I swallow my pride. “Fine. But why not Rich?”
He scoffs. “The little chicken shit must have thought he was getting in over his head and disappeared during his weekend. Nolen tried to warn me about Rich, but I didn’t listen.” He pauses. “So we’ve had to switch a few things around.”
“Do you have an idea where he went?” I ask, gauging whether it has spooked him or not.
“Nah, he was a deadweight, anyway. As long as he shows up before tax season, we’re all good,” he says. “One of the girls got away a few weeks ago so we need to remain vigilant. The police mentioned only three women, but there were four. And I have an idea of who it was. But for some reason she hasn’t gone to them, which I can’t figure out why. Maybe skeletons in her own closet.” He chuckles.
He’s talking about Lux. And I’m glad she’s here.
“How do you know who it is?”
“It’s a long story, but let’s just say she’s no stranger to law enforcement.”
“That’s all I get?” I poke him, hoping to get more information.
“For now,” he says. “I’ll text you Friday evening exactly an hour before you’re supposed to meet Duncan at the club. That’s where you’ll choose two women, and leave everything else to me.”
“Where will we keep them?”
“One of my LLCs purchased an old house down the street from University of Washington. College girls love this club because it’s close to campus. Every night, they walk home past our house, drunk and vulnerable, which means it won’t be much of a struggle.”
Fucking monster.
I squeeze the pen, white knuckling the thin plastic until it splinters. “Perfect.”
“You’ll get the weekend to have fun. Then Duncan will call me and I’ll get our crew to come and…” He pauses briefly. “Dispose of everything.”
“Sounds good.”
“Cool—” Andrew says.
I end the call without letting him finish.
Anger and rage whip at my back. Beyond that, she can’t know that Andrew may have targeted her because of her dad. But I have to inform Christian and Sebastian—not now, though. The conversation I had with Andrew rips at my soul, and right now all I want to do is see Lux.
I lift from my chair and thunder toward the door, exiting my office. With a quick set of the alarm, I sprint down the long dark hall of the North Wing, then take a hard left heading down the East Wing. Possession has overwhelmed me, causing my dick to stiffen with a desperate desire to reclaim what is mine.
I walk to her bed, kick off my shoes and remove my shirt, tossing to the foot of the bed.
“Lux,” I say her name as I come closer to her bed.
“River?”
“I missed you.”
A soft giggle comes from underneath the blankets before she opens them to invite me in. “I’m glad you came to me.”
Climbing into her bed, I turn to my side as she tucks herself into me. “Andrew contacted me.”
Her body stiffens. “He did?”
I smooth my hands over the top of her head. “We’re on for this weekend. He still thinks I’m planning to be a part of it and wants me to shadow Duncan.”
