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“Where is the knife?” I asked, knowing it could,would,be a problem. “Did you touch it at all?”
“Why would I?!”
“Hell if I know!” I countered, then took a deep breath to calm myself.
This wasn’t productive.
“Maite… please. If this is some sick joke, please just say so now.”
“I wish I could, but it’s not,” she cried. “And… I’m scared. We managed to get out without anybody seeing us, but it’s only a matter of time before somebody finds his body and starts figuring things out.”
“Are you stupid?” I asked. “There are guards all over that place—camerasall over that place! And you think nobody saw you?”
“I… I wasn’t even thinking about that...”
“You haven’t been thinking at all,” I said, scrubbing a hand over my face. “You said you’re at your studio, right?”
“Yeah,” she sniffled.
“Do you have a gun?”
“Why would I need a gun?” she asked, her voice suddenly a pitch higher.
So youarestupid.
“Whywouldn’tyou need a gun when you are hiding out with the wife of a fucking drug lord. One who just killed him.In his own damn house?” I screamed into the phone.
Across the room, Onyx’s eyebrows shot up, and before I could say anything, he’d picked up his phone and was already dialing.
But I couldn’t worry right now about who he’d thought to call.
“I know you’ve got a gun in the studio because I put it there myself,” I told her, snatching on my shoes. “Bottom drawer of that tall black shelf where you keep your lockbox. You get your ass in a corner somewhere, safety off, and aim at the door. If anybody comes through it that isn’t wearingPredatorink, youshoot. Do not hesitate.”
“But—”
“But nothing! This is serious,” I told her. “Beyondserious. If you see anybody not wearingPredatorink come through that door, youshoot their ass. You got it?”
“Yes,” she finally repeated, starting up a fresh round of full-blown sobbing.
I couldn’t feel any sympathy for her.
Not yet.
“Shit!” I said, as soon as I hung up the phone.
“Shit, shit,shit,” I repeated over again, flinging the phone down at the bed.
This was a full-blown mess.
Had I done my own reckless shit?
Sure.
Starting with leaving thePredatorclubhouse to spend the night at my own place the night Onyx had gotten snatched up.
We shouldn’t have even been there, and maybe some shit could’ve been avoided.
But even then…thatwasn’tthis.
