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Did I forget how to read again? “That can’t say Serafina Redfang.”
It can’t. Jin wouldn’t get us tangled with the cartel.
Our plan has always been to get away from the Triad. To smuggle Mom and Dany out of the country, and do witness protection or, like, move to Sumatra if that’s what it takes to disappear.
The plan is not to put my mom, sister, and pack brothers in the middle of a fucking gang war that’ll rip away everything we’ve built.
The plan is definitely fucking not to sniff around gangster omegas when we have a perfectly perfect beta waiting for us to find him and reunite.
There’s only one thing I can say. “What kinda chudfuckery is this?”
“Well said.” Bishop nods.
“Uh huh.” Reese plucks the card from my numb fingers. “And can I add? Are you fucking nuts?”
“I’m serious.” Jin pushes out his packleader mojo, silencing my auto-rumble. For the first time in a long time, I fight his muzzle, but Jin sets his jaw and pushes, throttling my challenge before I can squeak out a real snarl.
With his dominance sinking my shoulders like a family of anvils, all I can do is X-ray his brain.
No dice.
So I ask again. “What the fuck, Jinnie?”
“Listen first,” he insists. “It’s an opportunity, not an order. But you have to let me explain.”
“All ears.” Bishop crosses his legs.
I’m an ice cube, whipped to a freeze and fighting to rebel.
This explanation better win awards.
“Kairo wants to claim the girl for Jericho. He needs us to grab her before she’s auctioned.” Jin presses a hand to my chest, silencing the horse pill of an objection in my throat. “I know. He won’t honor the deal. He’ll kill us this time. That’s why I’m proposing we do the job. Only, we keep the girl instead of making the delivery, and force a Triad/Redfang war while Kairo is weak.”
Reese whistles. “That’s some bold-ass shit.”
“Double-cross the double-cross.” Bishop strokes his tie. “We’ve done it before.”
“Wait, wait, wait.” I hold up one hand, then another. “Keep the girl? And do what with her?”
“Take her underground,” Jin says. “I have a plan.”
He always has a plan.
Bet it’s super smart, but that does nothing to wash out the gnarly taste growing on my tongue. I look around for help. “You don’t agree to this, right?”
Bishop drums long fingers against his armrest. “Not really, but if Kairo keeps pushing, we’re going to run out of moves. I’d rather go out with a bang than a pissant whimper.”
“We already know what happens when we don’t play Kairo’s games,” Reese says bitterly. “I’m not sold, but I’m tired of hitmen in the parking garage.”
We’ve all had beat-downs and close calls.
I’d do anything to keep my people safe.
But Serafina Redfang?
She’s as safe as a loose grenade.
I can’t breathe through the iced gravel clogging my chest. “No. If Kairo finds my family—”
