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Kade swore. “Because you’re an arse, or because this person is standing in front of you?”
Kaspar scowled. “You’ll watch your tone.”
“No. I won’t arrange it,” Kade said, and hung up.
Megan settled her hands on the edge of the desk. “Did you have to be so rude?”
Kaspar scowled. “Me? He needs to understand who he’s speaking with.”
She held out her hand. “Give me your phone.”
“Nei.”
“Give me the goddamn phone, Kaspar. I will get my phone call, or I’m getting on a freaking plane and demanding to see him.”
Kaspar dialed Kade’s number again and handed the phone to her reluctantly.
“Great,” Megan snapped. “Voice mail.” She left a message and then handed the phone back to Kaspar. “Your ego and rudeness might mean I don’t get to talk to him, which is totally unacceptable. You get more flies with honey, Kaspar. Try to remember that next time.”
He slid his phone into his pocket without comment.
“I’m going to check on Sophia,” she said. “I will tell my brother and his friend not to kill you. Although, maiming is still an option in my book.” She yanked open the door and stalked out of the room.
Chapter Eight
Irritation crawled through Kaspar as he walked back to the living room in search of Jesska. Dalton Moore stood by the window, his phone to his ear, but he ended the call as Kaspar walked in.
“Where’s Jesska?”
Moore crossed his arms. “She left.”
“Where did she go?”
“I have no idea.” Moore smiled. “But she did say something about getting the hell away from you.”
Kaspar’s irritation was quickly replaced with anger. Never in his life had he been surrounded by people uninterested in doing his bidding. He stared at Moore. “Where did Jesska go?”
Moore’s eyes glassed over, and he said flatly, “Home.”
“And where is home?”
Moore rattled off Jesska’s address and Kaspar smiled. The man must not have Red Fang anywhere on his person, or Kaspar wouldn’t have been able to put him under suggestion. This fact had possibilities, and the desire to hit the lawman was almost overwhelming... but not enough to keep him from Jesska.
He left Cameron’s apartment and headed toward the elevator. He heard a bellow from inside the apartment as Moore was released from Kaspar’s suggestion. Kaspar couldn’t help another satisfied smile as he slipped from the building and into the awaiting car. He gave Austri Jesska’s address and sat back to figure out how to proceed.
Pulling up to Jesska’s home, he scowled. She appeared to be leaving. When she caught sight of his car, she said something he assumed was a curse, before slipping back inside. Moore must have called her to tell her Kaspar was on his way. He pushed out of the car before Austri could open the door for him, and headed to the front door. He knocked, but although he could hear her breathing behind the door, she didn’t speak.
He dropped his forehead to the cool wood. “Elskan, open the door.”
“No.”
“Please, sweetheart. I just want to talk.”
“About what?” she asked.
“I thought you might want to know what your sister and I discussed.”
A few seconds passed and he heard shuffling, but not much else.
