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“Thisfront officeshit is business, Tati. Yeah, it’s important, I get it, but if we lose sight of the fact that somebody is gonna pay for trying to take us out—”
“I haven’t lost sight ofshit.”
“Then you should understand exactly why a motherfucker like Nyx is inked. ’Cause that’s exactly the type of muscle we need. Or what, you wanna takeKevto the front lines?” he asked.
“Fuck you!” I laughed, shaking my head.
There was silence between us for a moment, and then…
“Call Nyx,” Brandon told me again, and I groaned about it, but… I called.
No answer.
I called Keira.
She had seen him earlier, talking to some chick she’d never seen in the bar before, but then she got called away for something. When she went back, he was gone.
No one had seen him since then.
Nobody knew where he was.
Not that he wasusuallyeasy to pin down, but this felt different.
Maybe because I knew what I’d done.
Had I… gotten him killed?
No.
No.
That was ridiculous.
That was some… thriller movie bullshit.
But still…
When Kev tried to talk his way over to my place for the second night in a row, I shut it down, wanting to be alone with my thoughts instead of getting poked and prodded.
No matter how good a littlepokingmay have felt.
If nothing else, it would have been a good distraction from the problem I was having now, in my bed, which was not being able to relax. Even after popping melatonin, even with white noise in my ears, I was way too unsettled.
You fucked up, kid.
I could hear my father’s voice in my head clear as day, offering a truth I didn’twantto hear. My suspicions about Onyx had gotten him in some kind of trouble, with dangerous people. I wasn’t wrong to be wary of him and his motives, but my reckless “investigation” had put a target on his back.
And forthat?
I was dead ass wrong.
My eyes popped open and I stared up at the ceiling, debating the value of getting Kingston involved. He was a pretty direct line to Alicia—the only connection we had to her, really. I didn’twantto go that route, no, but…
He was inked.
And that shit meant something.
Meant everythi—what was that?
