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“Drug addicts,” Echo sighed.
Real drank half the bottle and then wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand. “Dave called another meeting in a few hours.”
“Cool. I want to ask him if the twins and Cash can stay here until we figure out what to do,” Ice said.
Real’s blue eyes snapped to him. “What do you mean?”
Ice lifted Echo’s hand and linked their fingers. “I mean, they don’t have any parents. I’m hoping that Dave can let them stay here.”
“And they’re cool with that?” Real squinted toward the ocean.
“They are. Azrael is a bit hesitant, but once he knows Dave is trustworthy, he should be fine,” Ice said.
“So, what’s going to happen? Will they be taught to be better killers?” Real growled, his hand clenched around the frosty bottle.
Silence swept over the three men and continued for several long moments. The sound of the ocean and boys’ laughter drifted on the wind.
“No, that’s not Dave’s style. Perhaps Cash can get a job and Apollo and Azrael can finish school,” Ice said.
“How far did they get in school?” Real asked.
“Solomon took the twins last year, so I’m thinking they were either freshmen or sophomores in high school,” Echo said with a quick glance at Ice.
“What?” Ice brought Echo’s hand to his lips.
“I’m just thinking that if Dave can’t keep them, what will we do?”
“We will figure it out.” Ice pressed a kiss to Echo’s fingers.
Around seven o’clock, they gathered around Dave’s dining room table.
Echo sipped on a hot cup of coffee. Ice was next to him, with Wrath on Ice’s other side. Across from him was Savage and Thane. Real was on his feet and Dave was at the head of the table with Stone at his side.
Dave glanced at his watch. “We are waiting for one more to join us.”
It had to be Justice. Echo glanced around, the only other one that he knew of besides those already here was Justice.
A few moments later, Dave’s doorman showed Justice into the room and the assassin took a seat next to Wrath. Wrath gave Justice a dark look, but Justice only smirked at his brother.
Dave glanced at Real. “Do we know how many locations Solomon has?”
Noise at the coffee counter jerked several pairs of eyes including his and he found Cash casually pouring a cup of coffee. The young man turned and leaned against the counter and lifted the cup to his lips. Cash didn’t seem at all intimidated by the stares from the Erebus assassins.
“I’m sorry,” Real said with a shake of his head. “But you can’t be at this meeting.”
Cash gazed at Real. “Fine. I lived with that asshole for ten fucking years. He has three places.” Cash snapped his mug down on the counter and stalked toward the door.
Ice stood abruptly and blocked Cash from storming out.
“Easy now,” Ice said, closing a hand around Cash’s wrist to keep him from leaving. Cash gave Ice a defiant look and then glared at Real.
Real turned toward Dave, who lifted a hand. “Let him stay.”
Turning back to Cash, Real pulled out a vacant chair and gestured to it. Instead of sitting there, Cash pulled out the chair next to him and sat—Echo patted Cash’s shoulder.
“Cash,” Real said, carrying over Cash’s abandoned coffee. “Are you sure there’s only three locations?”
“Yes,” Cash said, taking the cup from Real.
