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“Where is Louisa?” I demand. “If you fucking hurt her—”
The man snickers. “She’s the one who let us in.”
Suddenly, I recall what happened after we had sex—her words, the glass of water, the look in her eyes as I began to drift into a drugged sleep.
She did this to me. She fucking drugged me.
“Get the fuck up.” The goon throws my discarded clothes onto my chest. “And get dressed.”
With them watching every move I make carefully, I slip into my jeans and T-shirt. “Who hired you?”
He motions with his gun for me to walk. “I already told yous. The lady.”
I exit the room, surrounded by those men. Louisa might have drugged me, but there’s no way she worked alone.
The question ofwhois quickly answered, however, when I peer over the railing to the first floor and see Lou standing with Declan and a man I’ve never met before. Plastered against a wall is Axle, watching nervously.
Every muscle in my body tenses as we reach the first floor, preparing me for a fight even as I force myself to remain calm.
I’m fully aware of Lou’s presence, but I avoid looking at her, afraid to find the confirmation of her part in this betrayal.
Instead, I turn to Declan and the other man. Though he seems vaguely familiar, I can’t place where I’ve seen him before.
I also scan the faces of the guards standing around us, all armed and ready. I don’t recognize most of them. Even Phil isn’t standing among them.
“Where are my men?” I demand.
Declan laughs. “If you’re referring to the McKenzie’s men, they’re it.”
Once more, I look, not recognizing a single one of them. “Did you kill them?”
He laughs again, the sound like nails on a chalkboard. “Anyone with questionable loyalties has been replaced. Simple as that.”
“What about you?Youswore your loyalty to me,” I remind him. “I’m starting to question that.”
“I swore my loyalty to the family,” he retorts. “But you never understood what it is to be a McKenzie. To rule. To be respected and feared. Instead, you marry the enemy. And for what? You couldn’t even bargain a fair treaty.”
“You’re a traitor,” I say. “And you’ll die like one.”
He huffs in disbelief. “I warned you that your distraction would cost you. I did what had to be done right under your nose, and you were too busy fucking her to notice.”
“And this dickwad helped you?” I lift my chin to the dark-haired guy who’s dressed like he’s about to go to a fashion shoot. “Is he your new minion?”
The man grins and chuckles in a way that tells me that, unlike Declan, he’s often amused. “You hear that, Scar? I’m a minion now.”
From behind me, a woman says, “If you’re a minion, what does that make me?”
I turn to the blonde walking toward us, dressed in a tight black catsuit. Although she’s petite and feminine, an aura of deadliness surrounds her. Her sparkling green eyes lock with mine, her red lips pulling up as she approaches him and, instantly, I’m aware of who I’m dealing with.
“Gideon Black,” I hiss.
“That’s my name, don’t wear it out,” the man says.
He takes a step toward me, and as he does, I attempt to strike. But the two goons flanking me roughly take hold of my arms. This makes him smile wider.
I struggle until a third man joins the fold and I’m pushed down to my knees.
“You’ve got my attention.” I sneer at Gideon.
