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“That's not my problem.”
Anger filled his voice. “Give me three days.”
"No," I shook my head, "no way in hell. That’s too much time. If we're caught, we're both dead."
“I’m not giving it up without time to leave. So I guess you have a choice to make, don't you?”
I snapped up the gun, pointing it to his face, ready to blow. I cocked it. “And I guess you've just made yours."
"We'll give you a day,” Aster blurted out, and my jaw ticked. Why the hell can't this woman just do as she's told?
"No." I shook my head, but Aster stepped in between me and James, a pleading look on her face.
“Coulter. It’s his sister.”
I was sure she was thinking about her own sister, and the things she was not only willing to do for Rose, but was currently doing for her.
Just like I was doing for my own brother.
I grabbed Aster’s arm, tugging her back towards me. She should be grateful James didn’t pull out a knife and use her to get to me.
“You have until tomorrow night to get out. Then I’m moving in, whether or not you’re gone. Now tell me where it is.”
His shoulders slumped in defeat, knowing he could be dealing out his own death sentence. “It’s at his secret office. I’ll give you the location and the code.”
Fifteen
We approached the white, dilapidated house ready to get in and out quickly. Aster was wearing black ripped jeans and a tank top, with her hair pulled back. The effect accentuated her beautiful, graceful shoulders, and brought out the softness of her freckles.
She was gorgeous, and I couldn’t get my fucking mind off of her.
The gun strapped to her thigh only made me want to slam her against the SUV and fuck the shit out of her.
We’d spent the day shooting, and the sight of her confidence with her gun had me unable to stop touching her every moment possible.
Knight kept an eye on my father, looking out for any changes to his schedule, and Dante watched over James’ activities. James had bought his sister a plane ticket to Houston, Texas, one she didn’t get on, but instead stepped onto a bus, headed towards the east coast. One of Dante’s men was on the same bus, keeping an eye on her.
James didn’t leave town though, and last time Dante had reported in, he was approaching Brooke’s apartment. She wouldn’t leave the city with him, I was certain of that. I’d given him the time he’d asked for, and it was his choice to take that risk, instead of getting out.
The house was hidden outside of the city on a worn down, non-producing farm, surrounded by a chain link fence. It had a barn on the property that looked like it would fall over any minute, and a lone donkey munching on the sparse tuffs of grass.
My father had an important meeting tonight, and I had exactly thirty minutes when I knew he would be too occupied to take any calls coming in and out. Though it was uncomfortably close to our location, I was confident we could get in and out quick enough.
The night was quiet and the whiff of shit from the neighboring ranch tickled my nose. As I surveyed the back end of the property, my chest began to tighten. Something about this whole situation was off.
I’d never heard of this place before, though I was sure there was lots of things I didn’t know about my father and his business. I reminded myself why we were doing this and led Aster towards the fence.
Marie said she could only hold my father off for a few days. If I didn't get the notebook tonight, she would bring the results, whatever they were for, to my father.
As we stood before the fence, I considered telling Aster to go back to the car to wait for me.
Scratch that. I would chain her to the fence. Knowing her, she’d fight against returning to the car.
She seemed to sense it though, and as she suddenly turned to me, a determined look on her face.
"We going in? Or you going to stand here like a limp dick?"
Christ. This woman.
