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It seemed nuts to think I’d warned him about becoming the next Stalin, and here he was, already crazy enough that he thought he could… Hell, I didn’t even know what he intended to do.
Fuck with Britain, and Northern Ireland, then wage a war against them on the European Union’s behalf?
Maybe Aidan was right and he was trying to shore up the ‘motherland’s’ powers?
All it took was a spark in the right place to fuck with the delicate nature of the world stage… Why not start a war while he was in full despot mode?
I had no way of knowing his game plan, but whatever his logic, I was an American soldier to my core. I fought for freedom, not goddamn dictators.
As every instinct in my body pinged to life, outright screaming that I’d been dumb to trust him, a fucking fool, a helicopter landed in the Sinners’ backyard.
That was when my grandfather answered my message.
Me: Remember you told me that Belyaev died of a heart attack in his hotel room in Cincinnati? Who gave you the bad intel?
Anton: Why do you ask me now?
Me: It just occurred to me that you never told me who was behind it.
Anton: Yes, well, it’s an uncomfortable situation.
Me: Why?
Anton: You are friendly with her.
Me: Who?
Anton: Temperance Black.
Me: That goddamn bitch. Why is she still alive?
Anton: Because she’s your friend.
If I hadn’t already smelled the bullshit from a mile away, I did now.
Still, he’d walked into the trap I’d set, a trap that might not have worked but did, and which meant I could handle Temper without causing any raised eyebrows in the Brotherhood.
Me: I’ll deal with her for you.
Anton: I’d appreciate that.
With the go-ahead, I sent D a message.
Me: Temper’s a traitor.
Cin: What kind of traitor?
Me: The worst kind.
Cin: She’s too self-righteous to be a traitor.
Me: Trust me, she fucking isn’t.
Me: I’m about to pick her up. You want in?
Cin: Sure. But… I need to know what she’s done, Star.
Me: Remember Kembesh?
