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As Joni began to croon into the microphone, my gaze wandered around the room. I looked at Zip who was sitting with Bishop and Knight, but his eyes were riveted on Joni’s body.
I couldn’t help the smile that curved my lips.
Knight’s gaze caught mine. He looked at me like he was trying to figure something out, shrewd, calculating.
I didn’t like it.
Turning my head so I wouldn’t have to see Knight, I grazed my lips along Colt’s jaw. “Want to get out of here?”
He looked down at me, smile lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes. “Fuck yeah.”
Colt got out of the booth first and then helped me up. Flynn stood and shook Colt’s hand.
“Thanks, brother,” Colt said. I could barely hear him over the sound of Joni’s singing, but I was still privy to their conversation.
“Sanchez will be in touch.” Flynn then looked to me. “It was good to meet you, Mia.”
“Same.”
Barrett, a lot less formal than her husband, climbed out of the booth and embraced me. “One day, you’ll come to Scotland and I’ll tell you the story of how Flynn and I met.”
“I can’t wait.”
She squeezed my fingers affectionately.
Colt all but dragged me from the club, but I forced him to stop so I could watch Joni as she finished her performance.
The applause and whistles were deafening and the audience was begging for an encore. Colt was finally able to get me out of the club, but not before I caught Knight’s eyes on me again.
A shiver of foreboding slithered down my spine.
There was something about him, something I didn’t trust.
I bit my lip in thought as Colt led me across the marble floor lobby to the elevators. A carriage came almost immediately. “Did you have a good night?” he asked me once we were in the privacy of the elevator.
“I did. I missed you though.”
His grin was arrogant. “Did you now?”
I rolled my eyes. “Did you get to discuss everything you needed to discuss?”
He paused for a moment and then nodded. “We won’t decide on anything until I talk to Sanchez. Won’t touch the product, won’t move the product. Everything stays where it is until I know what Sanchez wants.”
“Barrett says he’s the most powerful man in Argentina. Does that mean he’s—is he head of another cartel?”
Colt sighed. “Yeah, babe, he is. I don’t like the idea of getting another cartel involved to get rid of the one in our backyard, but what choice do I have?”
“What about the Coeur d’Alene Blue Angels?” I fished. “What about Knight?”
“What about him?”
“You trust him, don’t you?”
He frowned at me. The elevator doors opened and then he was dragging me down the hallway to our room. He pulled out a key from his back pocket and then he was ushering me through the open door.
I didn’t have a moment to look around at the gorgeous decadence because Colt was marching me toward a wall, not stopping until my back hit it.
He caged me in. “What aren’t you saying to me, Mia?”
