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I quickly founda pile of covered crates to sit on.
If I was going to be dragged into meetings I should have been running, I was going to be the greatest elephant in the room.
Which wasn’t the hardest thing in the world given I was the only fuckable thing in it.
Pulling a nail file from my back pocket, I relax into my pose, only to catch Dylan—the man who is babysitting me—looking at me like I’ve grown a second head.
“My mama always told me if you stay like that too long you might get caught like it. I suggest you worry less about my making sure my nails are okay and more on what’s about to happen.”
When I’d gone back to the bedroom before we left, I’d seen the file in my toiletries bag and slipped it in my pocket for safekeeping, purely because I knew I was about to be bored and enraged all at once. This was the best distraction technique I could think of.
I turn away, glancing around the warehouse as I glide the file over the tips of my nails. I’d already taken my time to make a tally of every man who looked my way and still breathed—something I would deliberately use to rattle Beckett.
We spoke about broken promises, but I know the caveman threat he gave me only an hour or so ago is one he won’t hold on to.
He didn’t make that vow because he loved me.
He made that promise purely because he wanted me isolated and alone.
It’s funny how people assume they can make you uncomfortable with the simplest of things, but I’d spent a lot of time alone over the years, licking wounds that would never heal, waging internal battles I’d never win, hating the ones I loved the most.
Beckett’s darling girl was a lone wolf nowadays, but to him, I’d make it look like I was begging for a place filled with company.
He scopes the room, casting a disdainful look at me as I settle in for what I’m sure will be a standout performance. I know it’s more nerve-wracking for him than for me. After all, this is his first display of boss in front of me, and we both know a lot is riding on this.
Maybe that’s another reason I came here so willingly.
I wanted to see this showdown with my own eyes, and now I’m here, I’m happy to be his onlooker.
This place was fairly new before I left, but now it’s been worn in by millions of cargo ships bringing in containers daily. My father always said this would be the font of millions if not billions of pounds in revenue for The Company. He clearly wasn’t wrong.
I wonder if Beckett has the same sharp mind Nicolas Abernathy had.
The sound of tyres across gravel sounds, and everyone Beckett brought almost comes alive, each taking a step towards him.
Tyres turn to footsteps, and a burly man flanked by three other men enter the warehouse. Instantly, I recognise Tobias O’Connor. Age hasn’t done him the wonders it has Beckett, but it has certainly strengthened his menacing demeanour.
“Ah, you’re here.”
“Tobias…”
He ignores Beckett’s introduction and zones in on me. Instant disgust curls his lip upwards, and I inwardly grin at the reaction.
Beckett wanted me a nobody, but this privilege isn’t one granted to Abernathys and Knights alike.
“What’s with Nicolas Abernathy’s daughter being here?”
I lift my hand in the air, giving him an extremely girly wave from across the space and add a sweeter smile.
Stealing his attention from me and back to Beckett, he chuckles. “You think I don’t do my homework on those who are looking after my precious cargo?” he asks. “She was sniffed out the moment she crossed your path.”
Beckett is silent for a moment before he speaks low. “She runs with The Company.”
“Or she runs The Company,” he argues.
Beckett sniggers, rubbing his jaw as he casts a look over his shoulder in my direction. “It doesn’t work like that. Not with the change of hands.”
“Change of hands or not, her being here is not what we were told would happen.”
