Page 4 of King of Malice


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I knew what he said was true. “Make certain she can leave the state.”

“That’s not going to happen,” he said then snorted.

“Make it happen.” My growl rumbled in the room. “Elena needs to be surrounded by family. This is just the beginning of what the Armenians are going to do.”

Gregory opened his eyes wide. He knew better than to challenge me at this point. It never turned out well. “I’ll pull a few strings, but she might be forced to wear an ankle bracelet.”

“Over my dead body.” I kept my pointed gaze on him until he gathered his things, a pained look on his face.

“I’m posting bail now but remember the authorities will be all over the company. You need to keep a firm hand on the accounts and for the love of God, don’t start a freaking war.” Gregory’s last words left a bitter taste in my mouth.

After he walked out, I slowly turned my head toward my lieutenant. “Answer my question. Did you find what I asked?”

“I searched every avenue I could think of,” Jonas said, grinning.

“What do you have?”

He crossed the room, handing me a file. “He tried to hide it, but he does have a family, quite a lovely creature I might add.”

As soon as I opened the file, I started laughing even as my cock twitched from the sight of her. “A daughter.”

“There’s a strong possibility she’s estranged.”

“Why do you say that?”

Jonas shrugged. “That was the single picture I found in his house, but I did find a note he was in the process of writing to her. It’s in the file.”

I was still mesmerized by the photograph, even if it had been taken years before. She had hair the color of burnished cinnamon, long curls framing a heart-shaped face. Unlike her rail-thin father, she was voluptuous, the jeans and baggy shirt unable to hide her hourglass figure. Her skin was glowing, her large hazel eyes dancing with happiness.

As I pulled out the note, it was easy to sense Theodore suspected he would be dead within days if not hours. He was pouring his heart out to her. I wondered why they’d become estranged in the first place.

Not that it mattered.

“What do you want to do? I tried searching for Whitney Canfield, but no one with the same name could possibly be the girl.”

“The funeral is tomorrow?” With the level of remorse it was obvious Theodore was experiencing, it was entirely possible that his guilt would lead him to doing something foolish.

Sending her the evidence.

“Yeah, eleven in the morning.”

“Then it would appear we have a funeral to go to tomorrow, Jonas.”

“Why?”

“Because blood is thicker than water. With no other family, he’d leave his entire estate to his only beloved daughter. That could include the evidence Gregory suspects exists. There’s a very good possibility that she’ll attend his funeral even if she only wants to spit on his grave.”

He grinned. “You’re a savage man, Phoenix.”

“Yes, I am.” As I gazed at the picture again, my cock stirred more that it had in years. “Do a deep dive on Theodore. He was in significant emotional anguish when he wrote the note. That means he’s tried to get in touch with her before.”

“I’ll see what I can find.”

“Then you’re going to escort Elena back to Philly.”

He narrowed his eyes. “What are you doing, Phoenix?”

I thought about his question. “I’m going hunting. I will find Theodore’s daughter. She must hold the key to locating what was stolen from us.”

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