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The two of us ran back up the stairs. I walked into the hallway and saw Reynolds, who was not my favorite boot, to say the least. He was the kind of man who always has good ideas for what other people should do, but rarely has the balls to do them himself. But Stellan had liked him. Probably for a reason. Like Reynolds was easy for him to use.
I slammed Reynolds into the wall. It wasn't as satisfying as I would have hoped, given how much it was not Stellan.
“Do you know where Aurora is?” I demanded.
“No,” he squeaked out. “I haven't seen her.”
He said the words both carefully and wild-eyed, like someone trying to avoid outright lying
“Oh, all right then,” I said pleasantly enough and took a step back. The step back was just so that I had enough reach for it to hurt when I hit him. My weight shifted forward, his eyes widening in shock before my fist slammed him across the face.
He fell back into the drywall and his eyes fluttered back in his head.
“Christ, Cain.” Remington looked mildly annoyed as he stared down at the man.
Pax stepped down to the hall, a curious look across his face. “Why, Cain? As always, just why?”
“I didn't mean to knock him out.”
Remington shook his head. “Well, he's not going to answer any questions for a while. That went well.”
I'd caught Reynold’s shoulders, pinning him against the wall as his eyes rolled back in his head. But now I released him and he crumpled across the floor, landing on the toes of my shoes. I took a step back.
“Stellan took her.” I was having a hard time explaining why, but I felt it in my bones. And I trusted my instincts. “He's always been a miserable dickhead when it came to her.”
“To be fair, we've all been miserable dickheads.” Remington didn’t seem to be taking this too seriously, and it made me want to punch him. He might take that seriously.
“You are not helping right now,” I told him.
Remington spread his arms and shrugged. “Aren’t I?” He waggled his cell phone at me. “I’m zeroing in on Aurora’s location.”
The man on the floor’s eyes fluttered open. I crouched to talk to him.
“Maybe you should let me do that.” Remington crouched too. “He’s supposed to be someone important. His father’s got a decent chance of being president one day.”
“No one's important to me unless I choose for them to be important to me.” I’d chosen my friends. Including Stellan, even though he was an asshole sometimes. And now, I knew that I couldn't deny that I chose Aurora, too. She was mine. And anyone who hurt her was going to pay.
Reynold’s eyes opened. Fear flashed across his face at the sight of me invading his personal space.
“Tell me everything you know about Aurora.”
From the look on his face, he was warring internally with serious questions of survival. I hit him again. No need for internal debate. His greatest danger was within two feet and the next five minutes.
He groaned and cradled his jaw.
“Stellan asked me for some drugs,” he admitted.
“Oh really? What kind of drugs?” The same kind of drugs Aurora had used on me? When I remembered that terrifying crazy bitch straddling me to tattoo my abs, I got unreasonably hard.
“Dark X. It knocks people out.”
“Why would you have a drug like that?” And why the fuck hadn't Stellan told me if he knew.
Reynold flushed. “It was just for fun.” There was no hiding the whining note in his voice as if he knew he was in trouble. “Stellan took everything I had.”
I didn't like anything going on in my house that I hadn’t sanctioned myself.
“You’d better hope to fuck I get her back.” I resisted the temptation to hit him again, but just barely. If he was already concussed, a second blow might do long-term damage. Couldn’t give the future president’s son brain damage… unless Aurora got hurt. Then all bets were off.
