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I lost Conor somewhere near Bakersfield. I was getting the distinct feeling that my once loyal Sargent at Arms was starting to flake on me. He kept saying that I’d gone too far. What’s too far when it comes to getting what’s mine? Taking out Kellian and making it look like a disease was masterful and expensive. Paying off an oncologist, falsifying a diagnosis. I should have had it in the bag. Saint wasn’t supposed to be named successor. It should have gone to me. But that fucking brother of mine made me promise in front of the entire club that I would teach that bastard to become President.
Temporary setback. Now though-he’s mine. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that? It's just after ten in the morning when I bang on Kathryn’s door. I pay for the apartment she fucks other men in here in San Francisco. I really should have a fucking key.
The window above me opens, and her long hair rolls over her shoulder in a dark rainbow of color. “Cal?” She’s groggy and confused by the sight of me.
“Let me in!” She disappears, and I hear the buzzer for the door a moment later. Taking the stairs two at a time, I get to the door just as she opens it, closing up her silk robe. “What the fuck did you do to your head?”
She simpers, looking at me sadly. “You don’t like it?”
“Are you going through a phase? I mean, you look like a unicorn shit on your head.” I push by her. “If you got a guy here, I suggest you get rid of him.”
“It’s just me. I had a late-night shoot.” Kathyrn closes the door wrapping her arms around herself. “Why are you here?”
“I needed to get out of Mountain Grove for a bit. Things have gotten tense with Saint.”
She averts her eyes as her phone rings. She has it on her and puts it to her ear. “H-hello?” Her eyes lift to me again. “I-”
I wave my hands so that she knows to say I'm not here. “N-no. I haven’t...What?” I see her eyes widen, and I move toward her. “Help me! He’s he—” I grab her smashing the phone as she screams.
“Whatever happened to love, honor, and obey?” I squeeze her throat as a boom rings in my ears, followed by searing pain through my calf.
