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“Affirmative,” I groused. “She said something, though, that made me question shit.”
“What?”
“It’s something Kuznetsov said later too. They stand for law and order. Or, at least, they believe they do.”
“Then why is there so much injustice?” she grumbled with a pout.
I didn’t have an answer and, to be honest, I was more focused on not touching her than anything else.
That pout.
I shoved my hands into my pockets.
Since the moment I’d walked through the goddamn door, I’d been fighting those urges.
Being attacked with a chair should not have led to an erection, but fuck if I could tell my cock that she wasn’t play-fighting.
Still, she looked at me expectantly.
“I never said that I don’t think they’re insane.”
She choked out a laugh but her amusement slowly faded as she mused, “He wants me on their side.”
“Are you sure?”
“Why else would I be here?”
“I don’t know. Temper said that Dead To Me wasn’t a Brother—” Her shoulders sagged in apparent relief at that. As someone who’d been betrayed by more friends and family in the past few years than was healthy, I got it. “—because of her side gig. So, and I hate to break it to you, Star, but you’re not squeaky clean, are you? Why would they want you but not her?”
“Because I’m his heir, aren’t I? And because you can believe you’re a good person but if you want to make a difference, blood always has to be spilled.
“No wars are won without soldiers.”
I knew she was right.
As depressing as that was.
“Maybe he doesn’t want a soldier.”
“He said he made my mom do whatever he wanted. She went where he sent her. She was cannon fodder.”
I pursed my lips. “He’s old now. It changes things.”
“I doubt it. I guarantee that everything he wants comes at a price.”
I thought about my conversation with Misha. “Sometimes that price is worth paying.”
Though she arched a brow at me, she tipped her chin down in agreement.
“Imagine if he could follow through on his promise. If he could take down the Sparrows… Temper said that James Garfield was a Brother—”
“The president?” She scoffed, “And you believed her?”
“I don’t know to be honest. I don’t know what the hell I believe. I just know that we were standing in the CIA HQ at Langley with Reinier pissing himself because she’d tasered him in his boardroom and, out of nowhere, a team of soldiers appeared, further incapacitated him, then took him from the building and plunked him on a helipad.”
“The Sparrows have that power,” she remarked.
“The Sparrows are scum, granddaughter. I have told you this many times since our initial meeting; you just choose not to listen.”
