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My voice shrinks. “Don’t call me that.”
“Queen,” Bishop breathes.
Holy screaming shit am I out of my league.
Bish taught me how to play poker.
I owe him twenty grand in favors.
“Can we drive?” I squeeze my arms, trying to stay small. “We need a plan before the next enemy comes for us.”
“We. Us.” Dutch beams. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
I lock eyes on the center console, catching a flash of flexing forearm as Jin turns back onto the road. “You’re sure Nikolaj is out of the equation?”
“Definitely sure.” I rub goose bumps.
I’ll tell the guys what they need to know to keep them safe.
The fact that I killed my father, doused him in vodka, and checked behind the bar for marshmallows after I lit up his corpse isn’t need-to-know. “That’s why I’m in trouble. I was supposed to buy time as Serafina, not take him out. The rest of the team was building a case for his arrest.”
“Your team?” Bishop’s sarcasm cuts sharp enough to slice the upholstery. “Your team sent you to be the prize in a mafia auction?”
“What a shit team,” Reese growls.
“The shittiest. When they finish identifying bodies, my face will be on flyers on seven continents.” With a bounty sweet enough to tempt penguins. “So, if you want to bail—”
“We’re already riding the same boat.” Jin merges smoothly into traffic. “We were supposed to deliver you for Jericho—”
“But we were never going to comply,” Bishop cuts in.
“Because he’s a sadistic asshole,” Reese adds.
“Exactly.” Jin nods. “We were going to bait Nikolaj into attacking the Triad for kidnapping, and scrape my father off our asses. Now with the Redfang assets up for grabs, the Triad needs Serafina even more.”
“Do you…” I swallow chalk. Ask the question. “Do you want me to tell you where she is?”
“No,” four united growls roll down my spine.
I shiver. “But she’s—”
“Another problem.” Bishop casually flicks away my dread scenario. “We’re booked solid with trouble.”
“Speaking of trouble?” Dutch jerks his chin toward the back window.
When Jin turns onto the freeway, heading for the city, two unmarked cars follow. One black sedan and one familiar, boxy van.
I can smell the potato chips from here. “The van belongs to the SAS. We won’t be able to lose them.”
“Let’s reconvene at The Barrington,” Bishop says. “A government agency isn’t going to make a fast move in public. If they do get bold, I have the better lawyers.”
The perks of being a crime family.
“We need to handle Kairo first.” Jin switches lanes. “He’ll be waiting for us to slink home.”
I chew my lip, testing a hint of a plan. “Will he be waiting for you at the hotel?”
“He has soldiers posted to watch the property,” Jin answers. “If there’s an opportunity, they’ll try to drag you to him at headquarters.”
