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“How the fuck could this get fucked up so bad?” she mutters, ignoring me. Her small frame flops into a chair, a hand coming up to her forehead as she opens her phone and scrolls through.
“The organ job?” I clarify, and she nods without looking at me.
“We had it all arranged, had Kris organizing all the pickups. Hannah and I went through each one by hand to make sure it would be seamless. How the fuck could this happen?”
I can’t resist.
“Maybe someone set you up,” I comment.
I can practically see ire in her eyes as she turns her glare on me. She stomps up to me, a comical sight in those fucking high heels, an accusing finger aimed at me.
“You,” she hisses. “This is because of fucking you, isn’t it?”
“You give me a lot of credit for someone who's been locked up by you for, oh, how long is it now?”
Her eyes thin to mere slits, and she begins to open her mouth, but I interrupt before she can say anything.
“Have you considered those inside your organization?”
She groans. “Fuck off.”
I push off from the wall and take a step toward her, unsure of why I’m so bothered by her not listening.
“Are you that fucking blind?”
Her mouth closes, and she gives me a look I can’t decipher, somewhere in the range of wary and distrusting. I press on.
“How many things have been falling apart lately? I’m not a fucking idiot, not fucking blind either. Your security sucks so bad that you let a fucking anti-trafficking organizer in here, yet you blame me? Come on, princess. Open your eyes.”
I am not one to lie to myself. I know it’s fucking petty that I want her to see Krystof for the piece of shit snake he is, but there it is. Despite my own motivations here, I want her to know I didn’t fuck this up for her. Granted, I would have, but I didn’t need to do that.
She seems to consider my words before replying.
“Things got worse when you came,” she says.
Our eyes meet, and I see the wheels turning behind hers. Pulling away from me, she turns back to the table and walks over, picking up her phone before dialing.
“I need the E team to meeting room four,” she says into the device. “Full restraints, please.”
She clicks it shut then looks at me, and I feel the stab of impending betrayal. She looks pale, and her mouth is set in a severe line.
“Why?” is all I can think to say.
“You make me weak,” is all she says back.
The air between us crackles but I have no idea what to say. Our eyes meet, but we’re both silent.
It’s only a minute or two before the doors open and half a dozen men step into the room wearing full combat gear, a set of manacles in one man’s hands. Ginger looks at me, and I see the weight of her decision behind her eyes, but I’m not expecting the next words that come.
“I never should have let you get close,” she admits, her voice so quiet I can barely hear her. She turns to the men. “Take him.”
Chapter 33
Ginger
I leavebefore the E team descends on Sin, unable, or at least unwilling, to watch the most alpha man I’ve ever known be reduced to what they make of him. I may hate him, I may hate how much I want him, but I won’t watch them break him.
I’ve let him make me weak for too long now. Made poor decisions, haven’t been focusing on what’s really important. CASH-ULTY, family, myself.
