Titan frowns. “You said it’s in the company’s name and he owns the company right now. What if he were to die? Then who is next?”
“I am,” I lie. How the fuck should I know? Like George is going to share any of that information with me.
“You sure? He doesn’t have kids? A wife?”
I nod. “Positive. I’ve seen the paperwork.” Another lie. I’ll deal with this after that motherfucker is dead! I just need them on my side. The Kings can destroy him. “And no, he’s never been married and no children.”
Bones eyes me. “Everything would have to burn. You’re willing to lose everything?”
“Yes.”
“Everything, Emilee,” he reiterates. “You can’t rent a U-Haul to pack up all your sentimental shit and then set it on fire. All your memories. All your clothes. Shoes. Books. Pictures of you and your mom. You and your family. In order for it not to look suspicious, whatever is in that house will have to be gone. We’re not willing to take that risk for you.”
I let out a long breath and look down at my hands in my lap. “I’ve already lost everything,” I say softly, making my chest tighten. “After my dad …” I pause. “George moved in and took everything that ever meant something to me.”
I swallow the lump in my throat and look at Bones. His blue eyes stare into mine. Then at Titan. “If I have to run out of that house naked while it’s up in flames, I will.”
“Well, then you gotta think about the size of the house,” Titan adds, running his fingers over his chin in thought. “It will take hours to completely burn one at that size. The fire department will be there long before it’s all destroyed.”
“Give me a diversion,” I offer, not thinking of that until now.
Bones snorts.
I fist my hands. “There’s only one road in and out to the private neighborhood. Block it off …”
“You want us to what? Cause a wreck?” Titan asks, already shaking his head. “We’re not gonna give you a diversion. That makes us involved.”
“It’s an option,” I say through clenched teeth.
“No, it’s not,” Titan states.
Bones speaks. “How you gonna make sure he’s there? He’s going to run when he finds out we’re not gonna take you as payment.” He looks me up and down, and my face flushes.
“Tell him you will,” I argue. “If he runs, that defeats the plan and it’ll all be for nothing. I need him dead.”
“How will we make it believable?” Bones asks.
Glancing at him, I see he’s relaxed back in his chair. He’s got his right elbow on the armrest and his tatted fingers run along his bottom lip. His other hand rests on his thigh. He looks like a demon ready to swallow my soul. Asking what I’m offering in payment.
Titan pushes off the wall and I watch him walk over to me. My heart picks up when he comes to stand behind my chair, out of my line of sight. He pulls my hair off my shoulder ever so gently, but it feels like a threat.
“He’ll want proof,” he says just as softly.
I close my eyes and whisper, “I’ve done far worse.”
Titan chuckles. “I bet you have, baby.”
I open my eyes, and Bones’s blue ones stare at me. Titan’s hand lands on my shoulder, and I jump. “Five hundred thousand is a lot of money, Em.”
I swallow.
“You can have it all.” My voice shakes. “I just want …”
“Your mother taken care of,” Titan announces.
I look back at Bones, and Titan’s fingers crawl along my neck, and my body shudders. “Please.” I hate begging. Especially to him of all people. After all this time.
“I don’t do charity cases,” Bones states, and my stomach drops.
