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She smiled adoringly and kissed his mouth. "You'd never kill the members of my favourite band. I'd never forgive you if you did."
He hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her hard against him. "You would forgive me if I had to paddle your ass until you do."
Dad cleared his throat. He turned cold, brown eyes to me.
"First you accept a present that almost kills you, then two of your…boyfriends go missing. I'm starting to think maybe Chloe—"
"I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for whatever Hunter and Parker are doing," I said quickly. Surely he wasn't going to hold me responsible for events I had no control over?
Of course he would. Because I should have control over everything.
"They'll turn up in a couple of days with an explanation even you'll be impressed with," I added.
Dad snorted softly, clearly disbelieving.
In the corner of my eye, I saw Chloe looking even more smug. Would anyone mind if I strangled her with my bare hands right here?
Dad's gaze turned to Slade. "When I spoke to you a couple of days ago, you said the situation was under control."
I gaped. They knew each other?
Wait, when Slade was finger fucking me on his desk, was it was myfatheron the other end of the phone? He heard me groan. Fucking hell.
"It was," Slade said. "I didn't anticipate that Hunter and Parker weren't off doing a job for Reuben."
"What the fuck is going on?" I demanded.
"When I heard you were involved with Slade Lincoln, I contacted him," Dad said unapologetically. "I've used his services in the past."
I gave him a blank look.
"He's an assassin," Ice said louder than could possibly have been necessary.
I turned to Slade. He shrugged and nodded.
"It's true. I was trying to explain that, but it's not the kind of thing that comes up in regular conversation."
"The belt," I said slowly.
"Just the beginning of it, and one of many methods. This shouldn’t change anything." He was telling me, not asking. Nothing in his expression suggested he thought I’d turn away from him because he was a hitman.
"It does, though," Ice said. "It makes you cooler than I thought you were."
"You're out of your fucking mind," Ares told him.
"Yeah, but not about this," Ice said. "If I didn't do forensic medicine, I would have become an assassin. I would have been good at it too."
"Yes, you would." Mannix patted him on the shoulder.
I rubbed my temples. This was all a lot to process.
Slade slipped an arm around me. "For what it's worth, I think your father approves of me."
Dad granted. "That might be a stretch, but I approve of you more than I approve of Hunter and Parker. If they don't turn up again—"
I was done with his bullshit. "If they don't turn up again, I'm going to be devastated. I know they can be trouble sometimes, but I care about them."
If I thought my words would sway him even slightly, I was wrong.
