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“Has the doctor been in to see him today?”
“Yeah. The surgery went well yesterday and he came to briefly but they’ve got him on some really good painkillers.”
His hard lips curl and his big hand reaches out to push his brother’s blond hair off his forehead. “Yeah. Probably for the best.” He leans over and whispers, “Don’t worry, brother. Constantine and Red won’t be bothering you anymore.” I swear I see Kane’s lips twitch.
“What do you mean by that?”
He stands up and waves his hand idly. “It means you won’t be bothered by them again. Nobody will.”
My mouth drops open and I stare at the powerful man in front of me. This killer who casually mentions the murder of two of his trusted men.
A cold smirk lifts his lips. “Nobody fucks with my brother. Not unless they’re planning on dying in a very painful way.”
My stomach churns. I was pissed. Now I’m a little sorry.
“Don’t feel sorry for them. There’s no room for fucking around in the family.” He steps to the door and his dark navy eyes soften when they rest on his brother. Then he looks at me. “Can you call me and let me know when he goes home? I just want to make sure that he’s well.”
“I don’t have your number.”
“Yes, you do. It’s in your phone.”
I glance down and he walks out of the room. A ping sounds on my phone and there’s a new unlisted number.
“Goddammit, that’s fucking scary.”
“Big brother’s always watching, Micah.”
My eyes dart up and I smile. “Hey, dude. You just missed your brother.”
“I didn’t miss him. I was awake. Just didn’t particularly want to talk to him right now.”
“He seems like an okay guy.”
“For a killer? Sure. He’s an okay guy. But I don’t have anything to say to him right now. He told Constantine to come here.”
“Actually he said that Constantine came up with that idea on his own.”
“Humph! Dumb motherfucker. Good way to get killed. Crossing my brother.”
“Yeah. He said we won’t have to worry about him and Red anymore.”
He closes his eyes and sighs. “I had a feeling that would happen. My big bro is not the man to cross.”
“Yeah, I’m getting that feeling.”
I sit in the chair and study his pale face. “You look a little pale, man.”
“Getting shot will do that to a guy.”
“Are you going to whine about that forever?”
He snorts and then groans. “Don’t make me laugh, asshole. It fucking hurts.”
“You wanna play cards?”
“What are you, sadistic? I don’t wanna play fucking cards. I just wanna see Devin and make sure she’s alright.”
“She’ll be back soon. We sent her home to rest. She wouldn’t stop crying.”
