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But there was no one coming for us, not at this moment, at least.
Killion’s men were all dead, even the one Tobias had beaten with his fists.
He was dead…they werealldead.
“Yeah, it’s me,” Tobias muttered on the phone as the garage doors closed behind us. “We’re back safe. No, we didn’t get what we wanted. He didn’t have it, said he didn’t know anything about a recording. No…I don’t know.” Tobias glanced my way as I followed Caleb and Nick inside the house. “I guess we’ll keep looking.Someonehas that recording and we want it back. Yeah, I will. Okay.”
I hung on every word as we headed into the kitchen. Nick grabbed four glasses. Caleb opened the cupboard doors and pulled out a bottle of Scotch. Amber splashed in the bottom of a glass before Nick handed it to me. I shook my head. “I don’t—”
“Tonight, you do.” Those golden-brown eyes bored into mine.
I took the glass and swallowed, coughing and spluttering as my brothers watched.
“Again,” Nick urged, curling his finger under the bottom of the glass and tilting it to my lips.
I could only swallow. This time, the searing swill stayed down. The heat seeped out until the most delicious wave of warmth spread through me.
“There you have it,” Nick murmured approvingly.
I swallowed again while all three watched, until they were satisfied. Only then did they take a glass themselves and downed the contents in one gulp. I winced. “How the hell can you do that?”
“Practice, little sister.” Caleb gave me a wink, and even if it was sad, it still felt good. I finished that glass and half of another until that delicious warmth grew fangs and took a bite.
“Oh.” The room blurred, then sharpened.
“Okay, lightweight.” Nick took my glass. “That’s enough for you.”
I scowled. “But I haven’tfinshed,”I slurred.
“Oh, believe me,” he muttered. “You’ve finshed alright.”
Caleb downed his second glass, or was it his third, tugged open the black bag he’d brought from Killion’s house, and upended the contents all over the counter. Stacks of one-hundred-dollar bills hit the counter with a thud.
“Damn.” Tobias leaned forward, eyeing the bundles. “How much is that?”
“Twenty, thirty grand,” Nick muttered.
“It was sitting there in his study, like he planned on paying someone.”
“The someone he was expecting,” Nick answered, drawing my gaze.
My thoughts were slower, grasping the threads.
“Someone who didn’t turn up,” Tobias added, and drank from his glass.
“Anyway.” Caleb reached over and stacked the bundles. “It’s ours now. We need it more than he does, whoever it is.”
I swayed a bit on my feet, making Nick grasp my arm. “Whoa there. Shower and bed for you, okay?”
“I’ll help.”
“I’ll help her.”
Tobias and Caleb answered as one, then glared at one another.
“I’m fine,” I muttered, patting Nick’s arm. “I’m a big girl. If I can kill a man, I sure as hell can shower by myself.”
“Stab,” Tobias corrected. “Technically, you just stabbed him.”
