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Trey held up his hand. “I’m going to stop you now before you make a mistake that I believe you’ll regret. As I’ve explained to you, Aaron, there are no friendships here. You work for us, that’s where your loyalty lies. Trying to cover for someone is noble. It’s also a move you will regret.”
Aaron sighed, resigned to the truth and his expected loyalty to not only Trey, but the Underground.
“Did you tell her I wanted to speak with her?”
Aaron hesitated but ultimately answered with a subtle nod.
Trey cocked his brow. “And then she left?”
“Yes.”
Trey ground his teeth. He’d upset her; Trey knew it. But he’d obviously angered her too. Enough to blatantly refuse his order.
“What did she say?”
Aaron sighed and grabbed his waist.
“Honestly, she seemed a little off, so…”
Excuses. While Trey could appreciate Aaron’s efforts as a friend to Dahlia, it wouldn’t be tolerated.
“Aaron,” Trey warned.
“She said that she’d already clocked out and wasn’t going to work for free, and that anything you had to say to her could wait until her next shift tomorrow.”
Trey steeled his features. My kitten has claws. He’d known Dahlia was a far cry from a pushover, but her warmth and softness and heart overshadowed her strength and defiance. At least for him. Until now.
“Really?”
“But like I said she was…”
As noble as Aaron’s excuses were, Trey was done listening.
“You can leave now.”
Aaron clamped his lips and started out. Trey heard a soft muttered, “Shit!”
Trey understood his trepidation. No employee would get away with that type of behavior. Except Dahlia.
He’d been cleaning up messes all night, but this time it was one of his own. Trey dragged his hand over his mouth. He contemplated rescheduling the meeting with Oz. He pulled out his phone, staring down at the screen. Trey was conflicted with what he wanted versus what he knew he had to do. Not everyone would understand his commitment to the Underground, but they’d saved him. It was that thought alone that had Trey shoving his phone into his pocket and walking out of his office.
*
Trey pulled up next to Rogue’s car in the private lot of the X-Lounge. When he got out, Rogue was waiting for him.
“This is a fucking first. Golden boy is never late.”
Trey sighed. “Yes, and considering I’m usually cleaning up your messes, it’s a miracle this isn’t the first time.”
Rogue took a drag from his cigarette, laughed, and tossed it across the walkway as they entered the building. They rarely walked through the club, preferring the elevators located in the back. They were for private use only and manned by security. Unless Oz was expecting someone, no one got upstairs. Ever.
“Oz say what this was about?” Rogue asked as they stepped into the elevator.
Trey wouldn’t even dignify the question. Rogue was well aware this had to do with Killcreek. When the doors opened, Nash was waiting. As per usual, Rogue ignored him, and headed to Oz’s office.
“Trey.” Nash stepped in front of him. “Can I get a word with you?”
“Is there a problem?”
