“He does. We all do.”
“So talk Sasha out of it. Because if I went with you, it would only make Frank madder. I can’t risk that. There are things—that have died down. Sometimes Frank has to be appeased. You worked for him. You know that.”
“I left. It’s why I left. And when I did, Frank told C and Anvil to hunt me down, to end me.”
“Sending your best friends to kill you? Horrible for all three of you.”
“Could’ve been.”
“But they wouldn’t do it?”
“No. Which is why what you want doesn’t matter to me. Anvil asked me to get you. It’s the only time he’s ever asked me to do anything for him.” Trick shrugs. “You can come willingly or take another ride in a trunk. That’s the only part that’s up to you.”
Chapter Seven
Anvil
It goes down smoother than I expect. Three tires are shot up, but no people.
Trick convinces Rachel to come back to the castle while other members of C Crue distract Frank’s guys and disable their vehicles.
We make it back to the compound with no losses. And when we bring Rachel into the house, she and Zoe run to each other, hug and start crying.
Now she and Zoe are cuddled under a blanket together on a couch in the media room. C has brought them a tray of gin and tonics. They talk and drink nonstop. C likes it. When Zoe’s animated and laughing, he’s happy.
“Anvil,” Zoe says.
I walk past the media cart.
“We’re going to watch a movie. Would you like to join us?”
I shake my head.
Zoe makes her lips pout, and I smirk because I know it’s the reaction she wants.
I leave the media room. Trick and C are drinking Jack and Coke and playing pool.
