“That’s not the point. Surveillance needs to be discreet, or we’ll get played. Be more careful.”
He glares at me. “If I’m not good enough, go hire yourself a PI.”
“Maybe I will. Then you can kiss future payouts goodbye.” His answering scowl is as dark as a thundercloud. “If you’re finished pouting, I’d like to propose a change.”
“What change?” Shoulders asks, dragging his fingers across his trimmed reddish-brown beard.
“I want you tailing Stewart from now on. Try not to get caught,” I tack on the end.
Rocky mumbles something under his breath as he flips me the bird.
I smirk. “I want you tailing the princess,” I say, the thought just occurring to me. I can sell this to Doug and get him to pay for Rocky’s surveillance. I have a feeling after today I’ll be needing to shadow Chad Baldwin myself. Like Shoulders said, he’s tied up with college and football during the day, so I can cover his surveillance after I clock out for the night. I suspect he’s not going to be a problem for much longer.
“Now you’re talking.” Rocky waggles his brows and rubs his hands in glee.
I cuff him on the back of the head again. “Don’t go getting ideas. It’s strictly watching from a distance. She knows you, so you can’t let her see you.”
“She won’t spot me.”
“Okay. Good.” I toss a twenty down to cover my share of the check before standing. “I’ll see you at the club at six, and we’ll head back to my place for the party then.”
“Who else is going?” Shoulders asks, leaning his arm across the back of the booth.
“A couple of guys from the garage and us three. I have some plans for Stewart’s fiancée, which should make for an interesting night.” I chuckle as I visualize Ash’s face when I make my move. She’s going to be spitting blood after last night.
“She’s a fine piece of ass too,” Rocky adds. “Don’t know why Stewart is fighting with her all the time. I wouldn’t care if she’s a whiny bitch. I’d just stuff her mouth with my cock and shut her up.”
“It’s like you ripped the idea straight out of my head,” I quip, grabbing my jacket from the seat. “See you at six.” I turn around to leave but stop. “Don’t take a change of clothes,” I say over my shoulder. “I want you to show up wearing your leather cuts. It’ll seriously piss Baldwin off now he’s working with The Sainthood.”
The guys grin. “You’ll get no complaints from us.”
“Good.” I salute them before walking away.
* * *
I head to the gym for a couple of hours before swinging by Mom’s house to get showered and changed for my meeting with Marwan. Luck is on my side as Doug is home. He corners me the instant I step foot in the house, hustling me toward his office.
“Any updates?” he asks the second I enter his study. He looks rough with shadows under his eyes and a thick layer of stubble on his face.
“Nothing to report.” It’s not like I can tell him I finger fucked his precious princess in the shower and she came all over my hand like a horny cheating slut.
He paces the hardwood floor, scrubbing a hand back and forth across his prickly jawline. “The house is secure and she’s driving herself every day, yeah?” he asks.
I nod. “I thought you had access to the camera feeds?” I reply, wondering why he’s so highly strung. I installed them in the locations he requested—all the main rooms and hallways. The only place I didn’t put them was the bedrooms and bathrooms, like he told me.
“I do, but I’m not actively watching them.” A grimace spreads over his face, and I’m guessing he has seen Chad railing his daughter over the kitchen counter or his not so innocent princess blowing the jock off in the living room.
“Should I invite Chad to dinner tomorrow?” I ask with a cheeky grin.
A dark look washes over Doug’s features. “Ares,” he grinds out. “I told you to respect my daughter’s privacy.”
“Like you are?” Disbelief radiates from my tone.
“I do a quick check every day to ensure the house hasn’t been compromised. I don’t linger on anything private I come across.” He rubs a spot between his eyebrows. “I expect you to do the same.”
“Of course, I do,” I lie. I am gathering quite the personal collection of stepsister porn. Ash is insatiable, and they screw at least once a day. I jack off regularly watching it, just like Chad enjoys doing when Ashley isn’t around.
I asked Xavier if it was possible to hack into the cloud where Chad has been uploading their sex videos for years, but he told me to go fuck myself. Guess there are limits to what my hacker friend is prepared to do for me, and some lines he refuses to cross.
