Page 161 of Road to Redemption

“Thank you, Mom.” I smirked.

Turning to Leo, I nodded. “Release the files, please.”

The elevator doors swung closed, the board being kicked out onto the street as Leo clicked send on our last trove of files.

“Devious.” Vivienne smiled as she took her place in the corner.

Next to me, Kiera shrugged. “A promise made to a den of snakes by a pride of lions.”

I turned my attention to Spencer, who stood sheepishly by the door, unsure of her place in all of this chaos. “Spencer, we’ve decided to create a new kind of shareholder. We’ll have a lot of work cut out for us, making good on the terrible shit this company has done.”

It was a plan Viv and I had cooked up late at night, sitting around her breakfast nook. How could we make so much evil right? How many lives were lost or ruined by these people?

“You’ll hold thirty percent shares as an ambassador. Your job will be to represent the victims of Isaac Dumont’s crimes here, in this boardroom. You will speak for them, you will help us seek Justice for them. You and your mother’s legacy will help steward this company into a new era of accountability and long overdue compensation.”

“Dom…” Spencer shook her head, stepping forward and looking at the seat to my left, one I gestured for her to take.

Shame washed over me. “I never should have lied to you. But now, I want to make it right. And I need your help.”

Looking at Leo, Spencer froze — unsure what to do. But Doctor Callahan nodded, “Go. It’s yours.”

Hesitantly, Spencer moved around the curved glass of the conference table, sliding the chair out, and lowering herself slowly into the leather seat.

As soon as she was seated, I turned to other matters. “We have a long road ahead of us. Let’s get to work.”

It was going to take a lot to keep us out of prison. We’d killed one of the wealthiest, and most powerful men in the world in broad daylight. It was recorded. Our identities were obvious.

But we held the power now. And we would find a way to stay together. Until our dying breaths.

90

KIERA

Our chat in the board room had been long and hard. It was going to take a lot of digging through Zeus’ rubble to find our path forward. But I was confident that with my lovers by my side, we could redeem my father’s vision for what the company could be.

We couldn’t plan forever, though. And there were some questions that only time would answer.

By the time we stepped out of Zeus’ offices, it was nearly sunset. And it was finally starting to hit me — our mission was over. We’d survived, and now… we had to wait.

As we approached the bikes, gearing up for the ride back to the motel, something about it all didn’t feel right. A feeling that Spencer apparently clocked on my face.

“What’s wrong, Bunny?”

“I don’t know…” I bit my lip. “I don’t feel ready to go to the motel.”

“I get that. It’s been a long day. Kind of weird for it to just be… over.” She leaned back against her Suzuki, eyeing me thoughtfully. “Where else would you want to go?”

“Home,” I frowned, frustrated by how childish the word felt on my tongue. I had been there when the mansion burnt down, I knew that there would be little more than rubble left.

But I hadn’t seen the aftermath, and somewhere in my mind, the house still stood tall, the only safe haven I’d ever know.

Spencer crossed her arms. “I don’t know if that’s a great idea Kier… the place is in really rough shape.”

But before I could relent, Leo appeared behind me, setting a hand on my shoulder. “If you need the closure, we’ll go.”

“Are you sure?” I looked back at her. “If it’s too much, I don’t want to be an⁠—”

“You’re never an inconvenience to us,” Spencer cut in. “If you think you’re ready, just say the word.”