Page 249 of Romeo

Mimic leaned forward, his forearms braced against the table. “They kept her there to control Kronos?”

“That’s what Dakota said.”

Mimic’s jaw flexed. “And the motherfucker left her there.”

The line went quiet.

Hades spoke from somewhere behind Zeus. “We don’t know exactly how much Kronos knew about where Diana was being held.”

“He knew enough,” Mimic said.

Zeus exhaled. “Yeah.”

Mimic sat back, but the fury didn’t leave his face. “Good thing my old lady opened the bastard’s throat.”

The silence that followed was immediate.

Cash closed his eyes.

Jack muttered, “Well, shit.”

“What the fuck did you just say?” Zeus demanded.

Mimic didn’t blink. “Said I’m proud of my old lady.”

“She murdered my father.”

“She killed the man who raped her when she was a fucking kid.”

“He was still my father!” Zeus shouted through the speaker.

“And he was still a fucking pedophile,” Mimic shot back.

Hades cut in sharply. “Mimic.”

“What?” Mimic asked, his eyes still locked on my phone. “You want me to pretend I’m sorry he’s dead because we share blood? Fuck that. Indie did what somebody should’ve done years ago.”

“You little motherfucker,” Zeus growled.

Mimic gave a humorless snort. “There he is.”

I rubbed a hand over my beard. “As entertaining as it would be to let the two of you threaten each other for the next hour, keep going, Zeus.”

“Tell your enforcer to shut his fucking mouth.”

“Good luck with that,” I snarked. I wasn’t about to defend Kronos. Not only was Mimic one of my men, but Kronos had raped my brother’s woman when she was sixteen fucking years old. Mimic wasn’t lying when he called Kronos a fucking pedophile.

“King.”

“Zeus.”

Hades sighed loudly in the background. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

I ignored him. “What else did Dakota say?”

Zeus took a second before answering. “He talked about Mimic.”

Nobody around my table reacted with surprise.