Brando snickers.“You said it yourself, it’s effective.Besides, compared to your creativity mine is clean, yours is messy.”
“Mine is more fun,” I shoot back.
“Oh, fuck.I did not need to see that,” Thorsten mutters and winces as he steps back.
Livi and Kenz move forward with wide eyes.Macsen has cut away the fabric to reveal the man’s junk.The bright orange elastics are visible between black bulbs of skin.It doesn’t even look like a dick anymore and I’m fairly sure the man won’t be pissing normal ever again or procreate for that matter.
“Inventive,” Livi murmurs.
Thorsten sighs and moves Livi in the direction of the door.“Holland, do you need this fucker for anything?If not, we’ll handle the disposal.”
My father nods and follows him out.Falcon stays behind while the rest of us head for the clubhouse again.
“I wonder what they’re gonna do,” Livi whispers when she falls in step beside me.“The government wants Bosco and if he offers Holland his daughter for an arranged marriage?It could be a way to bring him down.”
“Yeah, and get my father killed in the process,” I hiss in return.
Livi narrows her eyes.“I’m aware, you know, because he’s mine too.”
I hold back the urge to snarl how she refused to acknowledge him as such.“And the fact it wouldn’t work until I’m dead.”
Livi waves her hand as if swooping away the issue when she says, “We can fake your death.”
I wave my hand in her face the way she just waved hers.“Dad always waves away issues like you just did.It doesn’t change shit when it comes to this, because I can’t simply fake my own death.”
“That’s actually a good idea,” my father states, and I realize they all heard me because I might have said it a little too loud.
“What?”I snap and glance at the faces staring back at me.
Thorsten nods.“It could work.We need to find a good way to kill her.Have witnesses or...”
“Now hold up one freaking second,” I start.
The words get stuck in my throat when Macsen states, “It has to be safe enough.I don’t want to risk her health.If we manage to pull it off, she also needs to stay hidden while Holland pulls off the arranged marriage and shit.It could take weeks.”
“Weeks?”I snap.“Wait, wait, wait.How did we go from taking the target off my back to staging my death and keeping me hidden for weeks?”
They act as if I’m not there when my father says to Thorsten, “Give me a signed contract granting me immunity and I’ll deliver all the information and evidence for you to hang Bosco.”
They freaking shake on it while I haven’t agreed to anything yet.
“Again, taking choices out of my damn hands and doing what you want and think it’s best,” I snarl.
Macsen steps closer and whispers, “Think about it, Lu.This is the best way to take you out of the danger zone.We could head to Ryckerdan, it’s an island with Broken Deeds influence.The queen is one of Lynn’s daughters.We could have our ass in the sand, soaking up the sun, and have all the time in the world together for a couple of weeks.Fuck.I haven’t been on vacation in...I don’t even remember the last time.You?”
“Never,” I automatically muse and turn to Livi.“Did you know one of your cousins is a freaking queen?”
“Yeah.”Livi chuckles.“Seriously, it’s a surprise my eyes haven’t popped out or my eyebrows indefinitely stuck to my hairline with all the shit I read when I found out about my family.Though, it doesn’t surprise me one damn bit because I’ve come to realize Aunt Lynn is capable of anything.She lives multiple lives through those she loves, even if she’s retired and mostly lives in Ryckerdan.If you’re going, I have to swing by for a visit as well.”
“Not until after you’ve given birth,” Thorsten states.
Livi rolls her eyes. “I can still fly; the baby will be fine.”
“Okay, can we put a pin in this discussion?I’m not stepping on a plane, and I’m not going to fake my own damn death until I know what the plan is,” I snap.
“Then by all means, let’s put our heads together and come up with a plan,” my father states.
My gut turns and I can feel the bile rising.Instinct is a powerful thing and I get the feeling this will be a bad decision.I rush in the direction of the bathroom and make it just in time to puke out my guts.Dammit.It might just be morning sickness.Shit.A bad time not to be able to trust in my gut instinct.
