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I feel my face heat up as I trail off and Riot chuckles.
“He’ll be here in a few days so just chill until then, ya?”
Despite my elation at hearing about Atlas, I feel myself deflate knowing I’ll have to wait for some time here.
I doubt it’ll be one of Atlas’ friends the next time I’m in this room.
23
Atlas
Wait For Me
Being back at the warehouse,I feel uncomfortable in my own skin. Regret is something most people live with, but not me. What’s the point in lamenting about the past? It solves nothing, changes nothing.
I’m not a man who is used to this feeling.
Coughing, I check my phone, and ping Phil to keep an eye on the front door. The overflowing ashtray lies in front of me, and the haze of smoke the only remnants of the two packs of cigarettes I’ve smoked while waiting for word from Riot.
Thank fuck, the idiot has connections everywhere, otherwise I’d have no way of checking on Kinsey. Fucking Ivor. Won’t let me near my girl again until I finish this damn initiation.
Insane fucking Iron Elite.
What kind of organization uses rape as a fucking initiation? And that’s not even all of it, though it’s bad enough. The thought of what I’ll have to do next for them set stones in my gut.
I hear a booming voice from the other room and sigh, stubbing out my last smoke. I throw open the door and, sure enough, Riot is making his way over with Phil.
“And she says, well, you didn’t tell me you meantmyasshole!”
Phil shakes his head chuckling, while I shake mine in exasperation, having no interest in whatever the start of that story was.
“Good to see you, man,” Phil says as he takes off in the other direction.
Riot holds out a hand with his usual-shit eating grin.
“Atlas, man, you really gotta fucking smile more, buddy!”
I roll my eyes and turn around, heading back into my office. His loud footsteps follow and he closes the door behind him.
“Enough of the fucking jokes. How’s Kinsey?”
His grin only grows. “Never thought I’d see the day ol’ Atlas would finally be pussy-whipped like the rest of us!”
The sound that leaves my throat can’t be described as anything but a growl, which only makes him cackle, sitting with his legs spread. Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a pack of smokes and lights one before replying.
“She’s okay,” he finally says, the usual joking tone diminished. “Had to bribe the guard like crazy to get in and get close to her. That place though…” He trails off, shaking his head.
“Tell me what happened? You talked to one of the girls?”
Riot looks at me a moment and the frown on his brow has me sitting upright.
“What?”
He shifts slightly. “Man, I talked to her. Not one of the other girls.”
I feel my blood freeze. “What do you mean? How…” I am at a loss for words as my teeth grind together. “How the fuck were you able to see her?”
Riot sighs and the serious demeanor fucks with me way more than his usual joking ways. “Man…she wasn’t in her room. She was in the brothel.”
