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I guess they are smarter than I gave them credit for.
I sit down on the bed, staring around the room, and realize that I’m not getting out.
5
CONNOR
Idon’t go visit her. It’s been two days, and I’m fixing my cuff links for the emergency meeting I’ve called with my father’s business partners—the other bosses of the families in Heywood. I’m getting ready instead of getting answers from Wryn.
She throws me off-balance, and I don’t like it. It’s not something I’m used to experiencing, so I’m avoiding her. But I won’t admit it to anyone, especially not Geo when he brings it up. Which he has, several times. He keeps asking what I plan to do with her. I know his thoughts on the matter; he’s made it perfectly clear that he doesn’t trust her, but I can’t let myself get rid of her—not yet.
“Car’s out front,” he says behind me.
I turn to see him standing in the doorway to my room. He’s wearing his regular uniform, nothing out of place, and I almost envy him. He’s not an heir to his family legacy, like I am. His older brother, Joey, claims that spot. Which leaves him to take a job as my guard instead of taking over the proverbial seat at the table one day.
Some people have choices. I’m not one of those people.
“I’m ready,” I say as I straighten my suit jacket.
As I go to walk past him, something hits my chest.
“Put it on,” he says, and I look down to see the gun and chest holster he’s got plastered against my front.
“What’s the magic word?” I ask, one eyebrow cocked as I reach up to take it from him.
“No magic and no luck either, just be fucking ready for anything that could happen.”
I grunt, and he steps back. I remove my jacket and strap the holster on. It’s not a foreign feeling. I’ve worn them before. But I’ve never been to the roundtable meeting. That’s what they fucking call it, like they are some sort of Arthurian legends.
They are sick, old bastards who have run this place into the ground. They are a plague and need to be dealt with, one blow at a time, and the day I take them all out can’t come soon enough. But patience is my friend. I have to bide my time, play my cards right. Now that one of them is gone, it seems like the end isn’t so far away after all.
It might sound callous for me to say that about my own father, but I held no love for him.
I shrug my jacket back on and follow Geo down to the waiting car. I glance up at the window facing the side drive, knowing it’s hers, and I swear I see the curtain move.
Is she watching me? Does she wonder what I’m doing, keeping her here?
Let her wonder. She’s created a mess for me to clean up, and even if part of it was a favor, it still throws a wrench in my own plans.
I climb into the car and run my thumb over my bottom lip in thought as we pull out of the private drive.
“How do you think it will go?” Geo asks from the seat beside me.
I glance over at him. Then, my eyes flicker to my driver, Don. I relocated my father’s old driver and picked a new one, but I’m still not sure who all I can trust.
“No fucking clue. They will want answers.”
“Will you give her up?”
Hell no.
“Maybe,” I say with a shrug.
I’m sure Geo can see right through me. He’s always been an intuitive motherfucker.
“Fernando says she’s been asking questions.”
“Good. She should have to sit and wonder after the shit she pulled. What was she thinking, trying to take out someone like my father by herself?He would have definitely strangled her to death if I hadn’t shown up. A cornered dog is still a dog.”
