He sighs. “I hate to tell you, Alexa, but at this point, they know what we’re doing.”
“Not Grave.” Cross had planned on telling him, but I know that conversation never took place. Not with everything else that has happened since then.
“You’re right. But he won’t be coming there anytime soon. Now, lie back down and get some more sleep,” he offers.
I smile at his bossiness and lie back down. “It’s almost noon. I’ve slept long enough.” But as I say it, I yawn.
“See,” he states, hearing me, and I laugh. “How about this? You go back to bed, and I’ll take lunch in an hour.”
“Meaning?” I arch a brow, staring up into the darkness of his bedroom.
“I promise I’ll wake you up this time.”
“How can a girl turn that down?” I joke, nibbling on the end of my nail.
“You don’t get a choice. Now, get some rest. See you soon.” He hangs up.
I drop the phone to my chest and smile to myself. As much as I want to go back to sleep, I don’t. Instead, I get up and go into his bathroom. I need to prepare his lunch after all.
CHAPTER TEN
CROSS
IHANG UPand pocket my cell phone, ignoring the look Titan is giving me. I wasn’t lying to her. At this point, everyone knows except for Grave.
“So—”
“None of your business,” I interrupt Titan and he laughs. “Let’s go.”
Titan, Nite, and I enter the Airport through the double doors off the parking lot. We make our way over to the elevators and hit the button for the fifth floor. When the doors open, a man stands on either side with a machine gun in his hands.
They nod at us. “Kings, Nite. Mr. Mason is waiting on you.”
“Thanks, Harry.” Titan nods back at him. As much as shady shit goes on here, the Mason brothers have very tight security on this level. Their operation isn’t anything like Kingdom. It’s not legal. Everything they do is off the books. They have millions of dollars stashed all over the Airport. We may not be on the up and up, but Kingdom is a good front for other things. The Airport is not. They make very large payments to very important people in this state to keep their doors open. Everyone wants their cut.
We walk to the door at the end of the hall and step inside. The table that normally has people crowded around it is empty, which is surprising. People are always in here doing drugs off it or counting out cash. Turner must have cleared them out for us.
I walk to the closed door at the back of the room, knowing it’s their office. I knock on it.
“Come in.” I hear Turner call out.
We enter the room, and Turner Mason sits behind the desk on his cell phone. He holds up a finger for us to give him a second, and he stands, turning his back to us. “I said that wouldn’t be acceptable,” he snaps. “Get it fucking done!” He hangs up and turns back around. “To what do I owe this pleasure?” he asks, sitting back down in his seat and gesturing for us to do the same.
“We need you to set up a meeting with Kale,” I say, getting to the point.
“Kale Freeman?” he asks, making sure he heard me right.
“Yes,” Titan clips.
He leans back in his chair. “Interested in the diamond business, Kings? That’s surprising.” His eyes slide to Nite, who of course hasn’t said a word. He never does. Sometimes I forget he’s even in the room when I’m with him. Then he looks at Titan. “I’m guessing this has to do with your client and their shipment. I’m going to need a little more to go on if you want me to set up a friend of mine.”
If it’s smuggled into the country, Turner knows where from and by who. Working for the cartel has given him inside information about everything. He’s also their personal hitman. He takes out their competition for them, keeping them on top.
Titan snorts. “Kale isn’t friends with anyone. He’s only looking out for himself.”
“Funny, I’ve heard people say that about the Kings,” Turner states.
Titan jumps up from his seat, and I grab his hand, standing myself. “Yes, this is about the shipment.” Things have changed. We’ve gotten nowhere.
