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“Come on then, Kate, let’s get back to it,” Eastern says, holding the pads back up. Kate wastes no time in slamming her fists against them. She’s getting good.
“Proper bunch of fighters we got here,” Ford says, watching them all closely.
“Yeah, thanks to you.”
“I only helped to hone what they’ve already got. Those muppets don’t have a chance. Speaking of which…” Ford pulls me to the corner of the room and fishes out his mobile phone from his pocket. “I got a message from Grim earlier today.”
“And?”
“And Ma Silva has confirmed her hunch. The King has been spotted at his home on the island a few days after you met with him. She doesn’t know whether Pink and Camden’s mum are there but in all likelihood they are, given what we know about him…”
My throat constricts, that edginess I’ve been feeling rising to the surface. It’s hard to keep myself in check when I know Pink is being held prisoner. Vengeance is a very real need right now, and something that’s building with every passing day. Guilt too, given I had the chance to kill him and blew it.
“So, what now?” I know what I want to do. I want to get out of this place and go rescue them. Fuck what everyone said. Ford swipes a hand over his face, concern creasing his brow.
“We stick to the plan. Grim’s gonna talk to Hudson today and they’re gonna send someone in to do a proper recon. We need to be absolutely certain he’s keeping them there.”
“And if he is?”
“Then I reckon at some point soon, shit’s going to go down. But for now we…”
“…Wait? I’m so sick of hearing that, Ford.”
“Yeah, me too. But there’s no getting out of this place, not without triggering some kind of alarm.”
“Damn Cal and his goddamn Fort Knox shit.”
“I know it’s difficult and I know you’re struggling to keep your emotions under wraps, Asia, but I’m asking you to sit tight. Take a leaf out of Camden’s book, he’s the master at this.”
I glance over at Camden who has just thrown a mean left hook at Sonny, catching him on the jaw. Sonny grins, bouncing backwards and ducking away from his next punch. His grin only seems to fuel Camden’s anger more as he starts pummelling Sonny with punch after punch, until both are panting with exertion.
“Yeah, looks like it,” I reply sarcastically.
“But you’ll keep your shit together until we hear more?” Ford presses, his fingers gripping hold of my arm in a gesture that is somehow both comforting and domineering.
“I’ll try, though I might need some help,” I admit, tensing with the stress. “This waiting is bullshit. The worst fucking torture.”
The fact of the matter is, I’ve no idea when the King will contact me next, or even how, given Cal has everything under surveillance. Not to mention the fact mentally I’m losing my shit. I can’t even look in the mirror anymore without seeinghim.
He regards me for a long moment, then nods. “I’ll come to your room after curfew.”
“My room isn’t really big enough to spar in.”
He ignores my comment. “Leave your door unlocked, I’ll be there just past eleven.”
“And the cameras?”
He shrugs. “I don’t give a fuck. Besides, I’m pretty sure if I ask Cal nicely enough, he’ll make sure those nosy arse tossers turn a blind eye so I can come see my girl.”
“Your girl?”
“Our girl,” he corrects himself.
“Our girl… I like the sound of that.”
“Yeah, me too.”
