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My gaze is sharp as I say, “We’re going to Wales right the fuck now.”
“We are?”
“Do you have a fucking problem with that?”
“Not in principle, no,” he says as calm as I’m anxious, “But as Cleveland just said, Harris is on his way to pick up the prick. You don’t need to travel all that way too. This is why you haveus.”
“Believe me, I do,” I reply, striding towards the door and yanking it open.
“Grim, the guy’s a trained assassin. He can handle that dickhead. Perks of being the boss means you don’t have to get your hands dirty, not unless you want to, of course,” he adds.
“Cleveland, Dom’s in charge whilst we’re gone,” I bark out, unable to hide my agitation. Not at Beast, but from my need to get to my little sister as quickly as possible.
“Yes, Ma’am.” Cleveland gives me a confused look, one that matches Beast’s.
“Are you coming or not?” I demand, looking over my shoulder and glowering at Beast, my fuse shorter than it’s been in some time. None of this is his fault and I realise I’m acting like a crazy bitch, but I don’t have the bandwidth to explain myself right now and especially not in front of Cleveland. No matter how much I trust him, the less people who know about Christy, the better. “Beast?” I prompt when he doesn’t answer right away.
“Of course I’m coming,” he says, turning his attention back to Cleveland. “Call with updates. I want to know the second Harris has gotten hold of the cunt.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Beast,” he counters. “No need for formalities with me.”
“Yes,Beast,” Cleveland replies, and then we’re gone.
* * *
“Wantto tell me what’s going on?” Beast asks, as he breaks every traffic rule you could possibly break. Lucky for us both we haven’t come across any police on the motorway, because the way I’m feeling I’d shoot any fucker who tries to stop me from getting to my sister.
“I’ll explain when we get there,” I bite out distractedly, gripping my phone as I send another round of texts. I’ve been firing off messages and calling Sandy and Frank’s mobiles without success. I’ve also messaged Malakai, because if Rodriguez has made a move, then I’m pretty fucking positive the King will be behind it.
“Get where exactly? We’re nowhere near Cardiff, Princess.”
“Just follow the Sat Nav, okay? And fucking step on it.”
“Kate? You’ve got to give me something to go on here,” he replies, pressing down on the gas and weaving through the traffic. “I’ve been pushing one hundred for the last couple hours now. I know this isn’t just about Rodriguez.”
“I need to make sure she’s okay,” I reply, panicking now.
“Make surewho’sokay?” he presses as we finally pass the sign for Betws-y-Coed.
“My sister.”
“Wait,what? Your sister?” Beast suddenly swerves around an Audi TT, barely missing the bumper. My life would’ve flashed before my eyes had I not been so wrapped up in my own fear.
“Yes, her name’s Christy. She’s twelve,” I reply tightly.
“Since when?” he asks, shocked.
“Since Carter’s will was read and she was in it.”
“Fuck,” he exclaims.
“Yeah.”
“Who’s been taking care of her all this time?”
“You’ll meet them soon enough.”
