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“He’s allowed to eat elsewhere, Min.”
“I understand that, but it was who he was with that concerns me.”
I pulled out my keycard and held it to the black pad on the wall, then stabbed the elevator button.
“Who?” I had so many things running through my head that I fought to keep up with her.
“Sonny Conti.”
I swung around and faced her dead on. Sonny wasn’t supposed to be anywhere near Vegas right now. My sources said he was still in Chicago, handling business. Since my conversation with Dad, I’d put people in place to keep me informed of his whereabouts. How the hell was his visit not reported to me?
“Yeah.” She read my face. The doors opened, and I stepped inside, but she didn’t follow, and something hit me.
“Wait.” She turned to face me. “What does that have to do with Kenna?”
“Oh, now you want to know?” The corners of her mouth rose, but I knew if Minnie brought this to me, it was for a reason.
“I won’t ask twice,” I warned.
“Well, not that I usually eavesdrop,” she leaned her hip into the door and stopped it mid-close, “but I overheard Sonny going on about some date he has tonight. He made a comment about how he was going to make sure it was wild. Sonny’s date is Kenna, though I’d be willing to bet she doesn’t know it’s a date.” Minnie finger quoted. “I know my girl can handle herself, but Sonny has a spotty background, to say the least. We don’t really know him, do we…?” She trailed off. “I know you have history with Sonny, and I know Kenna hopes to bring him on as a client, but this dinner smells worse than Rail’s ass after a lap dance.”
“Fuck.” I didn’t need this right now.
“Brick’s is town. You want me to get him to step in?”
“No.” I waved her off, but at the last minute gave a nod as a thank you. Minnie was only looking out.
“Jesse,” I barked into the phone, “why’s Sonny in town and I didn’t know?”
“What?” He sounded just as confused as I was.
“Figure it out.” I hung up and rubbed my head, feeling the stress of my job once again weigh heavily on my shoulders. I really missed the Cartel life sometimes.
As I exited on the twentieth floor, I could hear yelling and something smashing. I reached for my weapon.
“Mr. Gates,” one of the security guards greeted as I approached, “perhaps we should give him a moment.”
“Where’s my father?”
“Caught in a meeting.” He cringed when something was thrown against the wall.
Who the hell? My temper rose.
I slid my weapon back behind my waistband, though I itched to use it. I held up a hand at the security guard, and he hesitated but stepped aside. These men were paid good money to watch over us, but I could handle the asshole temperamental lawyer who presently seemed to be wrecking our main office.
“I said no interruptions!” Cameron seethed, but when he saw it was me, he shook his head. “Jesus, Grim, what the hell do you want?”
“That fuck you say to me, old man?” I dug my heels into the floor as I struggled not to rip his throat out. I wasn’t my father and didn’t have the history they had. I wasn’t about to tolerate his disrespect.
“Sorry,” he gritted through his teeth. “I thought you were one of the guards.”
I looked around at the mangled furniture and tried to hold back my anger. It wasn’t his place to destroy. “What the hell is going on here, Cameron?”
“My reputation is everything.” He stormed over and picked up a brass ornament, then put it down again when he thought better of it. “Reputation is everything in this industry,” he repeated. When he saw my expression, he tried to get a grip on his temper. “Someone’s out to get me.” He pressed his lips together until they turned white and slammed his hand against a table.
“Maybe it’s the same guy from before doing a victory lap?” I couldn’t resist reminding him of the case he’d lost about ten years before. He’d never gotten over it. Cameron Tame’s ego was about the size of Texas, and it had nearly destroyed him.
He opened his mouth to speak, but I lifted an eyebrow and tilted my head, and he visibly swallowed back his comment.
