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“You’re being overly cautious.”
“That’s my job. I have to look out for you and the club. Until I know for sure when Sanchez will send men to move the product, I don’t want our people on the streets.”
“And when do you think Sanchez will be sending men?”
“Soon.”
“That’s not good enough,” I snapped.
“What’s this really about?”
“I’m stuck in here unable to live my life. That’s what this is about.”
“You don’t think this has something to do with Knight?”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, please.”
He shrugged.
“It has nothing to do with Knight.”
“So you say. Have you talked to him since the night you found out he’s your father?”
“Been kinda hard to.” I wasn’t actively avoiding the man, nor was I really seeking him out. There were always people around, and furthermore, what was I supposed to say to him?
A shouting match started up just outside our closed bedroom door, followed by a thump and another thump. The sound of yelling migrated down the hallway. A door slammed shut and then nothing.
I looked at Colt and raised an eyebrow. “Who do you think that was?”
“Reap and Rachel, if I had to guess.”
A rapid succession of knocks sounded on our bedroom door and then, “You two better be decent!”
“He’s talking to you,” I said. “I’m fully clothed.”
“Not by my choice,” Colt muttered as he quickly reached for a pair of jeans. He didn’t bother with a shirt, but headed for the bedroom door after he’d gotten his jeans buttoned.
Zip strode in. “Call the lockdown off.”
“Oh good, maybe you can talk some sense into him,” I said to Zip. “He won’t listen to me.”
I left the two of them to duke it out and went into the living room, wondering if I could pick at some of the breakfast leftovers. Meals had been on a rotation schedule, but we were all tired of cooking for the masses.
“Where are the kids?” I asked Darcy, who sat at the kitchen counter.
“Video game show down,” she said. “I hate sticking them in front of the TV, but sometimes it’s the only thing to do.”
“They need to be running around after a Frisbee or soccer ball,” Gray muttered from his spot on the couch.
The living room was fully occupied, but I didn’t see Knight or Bishop, his VP, who I’d yet to really talk to. I’d caught him side-ways glancing at me, though. I couldn’t help but wonder what he thought of Knight’s long lost daughter.
I scraped together the last of the eggs and bacon, poured myself a cup of coffee, and stood at the counter to eat.
“Did you talk to Colt?” she asked.
“About letting us out of here? Yeah. He didn’t really want to hear it.”
“The charity sale for the elementary school is this weekend. I promised Laura we’d be at the park to help her.”
