Sighing, I reach the conference room, where Logan, Everest and Igor are gathered. Usually, Vale makes a conspicuous absence, but today, Vincent is seated in his place.
“We’re dealing with a clusterfuck of a situation,” begins Logan, by way of hello.
“As long as my pet is here where she belongs, it can’t be too bad,” I scowl. “At least, not bad enough to keep me away from her.”
“Yes, I heard you kids having fun,” smirks Logan.
I return his smirk. There’s something so freeing about not having to hide my obsession anymore. Of not having to worry about appearing weak. I’mnotweak. I killed for her, and I’d do it again. A million times over.
In fact, I have a list of people who are dead, only they don’t know it yet.
“Anyway,” adds Logan, growing serious again. “we’re all fucked.”
“What now?” I ask, passing a hand over my eyes.
“Well, for starters, as I mentioned on the phone, your pet killed a guy.”
“Yeah, I heard you the first time. So how did you find out? How did this get out?”
He stares at me quizzically. “You’re already aware of it?”
“I’m aware of everything that concerns her,” I bark. “Vincenthere did some digging on her past. Wait, why is Vincent here? Did you tell them, asshole?”
My assistant blanches. “No, no. I swear…”
“He’s been pretty helpful,” cuts in Logan, “especially given how MIA you’ve been. He’s been keeping us in the loop about what the Feds are up to.”
“How would he know?” I snap.
“He’s pretty good with the whole hacking stuff. How’d you think he got us all that info to begin with? Your girl’s backstory, Angel, now the Feds…”
“Okay, but they think she’s dead. So why would they still care about her killing her father?”
Logan frowns. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“What areyoutalking about?”
“I’m talking about the fucking Feds guy she stabbed six months ago.”
I gape at him in shock.
“Guess she didn’t tell you about that, did she?”
“No,” I admit, leaning back in my chair. “Fill me in?”
“Well, his body was lying in the forest, that same dense forest Vale brought Seraphina to. So they didn’t find him for months. The Feds guy is very heavy, and someone had clearly moved the guy there, so it took them by surprise when their DNA search led them to a girl.”
I close my eyes in confusion.
“We think Vale probably put the body there,” adds Logan. “He was planning to kill her, and he didn’t want them tracing her, since obviously they’d end up figuring out what he’d done.”
“Bastard,” I grunt.
“Yeah, well, anyway. The guy who was on our case is dead.Samuel Mattson. We’d noticed that they backed off, but we didn’t know why until now. Your girl killed Mattson, and the whole case died with him. Until now. Now, they’re more interested than ever, and they know. They know she’s alive and that she has blood on her hands.”
I shake my head, trying to process the information.
“Samuel Mattson,” I repeat. “Why would she have killed him?”
