Page 10 of The Spectre


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“My intuition is telling me they have something planned for us, or maybe even worse, there could be a mole who has infiltrated our group.”

The Snakes have been after the Prestons for a long time now. Being a well-known gang in the country, they were furious when Caleb decided to end his involvement in drug dealing, which put them in a difficult position. And probably in debt.

“And what do you want from me?” Knowing what’s coming, I close my eyes, trying to prepare myself for his answer. I can feel the sympathy emanating from Em’s eyes as she looks at me.

“I need you to get him out of this hole.”

“Why don’t you ask someone I hired for you?” I ask with a tinge of irritation.

“This is a private family matter. I don’t trust anyone more than you to pull him out and to find what the Snakes are up to.”

“I am not family. You might consider Scott as a second son to you, but I’m not.” I close my eyes as I massage my temples, trying to relieve the pulsing ache. The crease between Em’s brows deepens as her eyes grow tense, revealing her worry for me. Ever since I arrived in France, my migraines have become more severe, causing me to black out on occasion. I give her a reassuring smile, letting her know that I’m okay.

“Oh, but you are. While I won’t get involved in your relationship with my son, I do think it’s necessary for you to talk things out. Blakely, even if you don’t want it, I consider you part of our family, and we always take care of our own. I know it’s a lot to ask, but I don’t trust anyone else to take care of that.”

Damn him. I take a deep breath, trying to calm the knot in my stomach that formed at the thought of facing Aidan again.

“Fine, but you owe me big time.” I can hear the relief in his voice as he lets out a deep sigh through the phone. “But I have one condition. Don’t tell him I will be the one to put him out of his misery.”

My head is pounding with the weight of all the thoughts swirling around in my brain.

“Send me all the documents you have in your possession, and I’ll do what I can to pull him out. But before that, I need you to tell me exactly what happened, when, and how.”

We spent the next hours trying to understand what the fuck happened. Based on what Caleb told us, Aidan was at his club when the cops showed up. They found drugs and weapons hidden in the back room. Not an arsenal, just enough to get him incarcerated.

Now, let me get this straight. I know the shady stuff my brother and his stupid friend do, but drugs are definitely not one of them. As for the gun found behind one of the bathrooms, it is no surprise to say that they found blood stains on it. They are not stupid enough to leave any evidence of their guns or crimes, per se, in their own bar.

Caleb seems to think that the Snakes are behind that. They have been trying to bring The Twelve down for a while now, but they are pretty slippery with their attempts so far, and this one is no exception.

In the underground, The Twelve Olympians reign as one of the most powerful societies. Its members, bound by an oath, exert their influence and play important roles in the realms of politics and business.

Lots of people want to see them taken down. The thing is, they will need more than this. Sure, they have plenty of enemies but also plenty of allies. Some that would never even cross your mind.

The Twelve. Twelve families reigning in the underworld filled with drugs, weapons, murder, and lawlessness.

With a deep sigh, I rub the back of my neck, trying to alleviate the pain that has been building up all day. Exhaustion is evident in Emilie’s eyes as she looks at me. I can’t help but feel guilty for keeping her here so late with me.

She yawns before talking. “Okay, we’re done for tonight. We’ve been checking all we’ve got for hours now, and it’s two in the morning. There’s nothing more we can do until we have the police report. Which should arrive sometime this morning.”

I know she is right. My body is so tired and worn out that I doubt I’ll be of any use in my current state.

“So now, move your sweet arse, and let’s go.” She moans, “My bed is calling me.”

It took two months after I arrived here for Emilie and I to move in together. And it has been one of the best decisions I’ve made since I moved. I know a lot of people don’t like to live with a housemate, but I miss my twin. I miss the feeling of comfort that came with our late-night talks. I miss watching ridiculous rom-coms at one in the morning with a bag full of popcorn. I miss the way she could read my thoughts without me having to explain them. I simply miss her. Having Emilie with me reminds me of who I was before life got complicated.

“Okay, Miss Drama Queen, let me close all that, and we can go.” I can’t help but chuckle and shake my head as she rushes to get her bag, almost breaking into a run.

“Oh, and I booked a flight for tomorrow evening. Well, in a few hours now. I wanted to ensure that all loose ends were tied up, just in case our absence was prolonged,” she yells from her desk.

Looking at her, I furrow my brow in confusion. “We?”

“Obviously. You didn’t think I would let you face that by yourself, did you? Because if you did, you don’t really know me well. There’s no way I’ll let you go back without any support after all these years. Aye, you have Bailey, and I love her, but it’s not the same. I wouldn’t be your bestie otherwise.”

I chuckle, “Don’t let Bailey hear you say you’re my bestie. She could have your head on a platter. That comes with the twin bond territory.”

She waves her hand at me.

“It’s not the same, and you know it. Now move your sexy arse from this office. Mama needs her beauty sleep.”

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