“No. I told you, I’m working on a deal with White.”
Someone striding out of the elevator doors caught Shade’s eye.Speak of the devil. The scumbag himself had just walked onto their platform and was making a beeline for Tess.
Shade couldn’t even be surprised that White had shown up immediately, although he’d hoped to avoid him for once, despite resort security keeping track of any ship that docked here. Scarabin White took every opportunity to grind Shade’s face into what he’d lost. Tonight would be no different.
“I gotta go,” Shade said. “He’s here.” No lies in any of that. He even angled the camera to catch the property mogul in his flashy white suit. That fucker had never done him a single favor—until now.
“I would say good luck, but I don’t really care,” Raquel said. “And when we find her, you won’t get a cut.”
“If this deal goes south,I’llfind her, and you can stay the hell away from what’s mine this time,” Shade growled before cutting them off. He disconnected the entire com unit for good measure, watching as White took Tess’s hand and planted his foul mouth on the back of it.
Tess didn’t shrink away, but she did look like she wanted to snatch her hand back. She obviously knew a snake when she saw one. Too bad he hadn’t been as smart in the days following his parents’ death, when he’d discovered problems he’d never expected, and been forced to deal with things that went well beyond the devastation of losing his family. But instead of giving himself time to sort it all out and find solutions, he’d piled all his dumb into one night and was still paying for it.
Shade locked up his cruiser and strode over to them, trying to keep his temper under control. A fist in Scarabin White’s fleshy face might feel really good right now, but it wouldn’t serve his long-term goals.
White looked his way, his slimy smile in place. As a name,Whitefit him. White suit, white skin, bald, white head. Even his light-blue eyes seemed colorless. Inside, though, he was every shade of conniving ass.
“My security cameras picked up your cruiser. I thought I’d take the opportunity to say hello.” White turned to Tess again. “I see you’ve brought a lovely guest. I’d be happy to provide more appropriate attire if you’d like to enjoy the casino.”
She flushed bright pink. The asshole had just unwittingly embarrassed her. Shade stole her hand from White’s and kept it in his.
“We only came for the beach, which doesn’t require dressing up.” He looked at Tess. “Ready?”
She nodded, moving closer to his side and clearly away from Scarabin White, almost as though she were using him as a buffer.
Damn if that didn’t make Shade feel strange. And powerful. It made his heart thump.
He squeezed her hand, and she stopped just behind him. He was pretty sure Tess could take care of herself in a lot of ways, but she obviously saw no benefit in forced bravado. If he was right about Jax having been her partner on Hourglass Mile, Shade thought she must have learned this behavior there. Fight when you had to. When you could, hide behind the bigger animal.
“Before you go, I wanted to give you this.” White held out a silver money clip engraved with a long-extinct songbird’s head. “The hotel staff found it under a piece of furniture. I believe it was your father’s.”
Shade felt a muscle in his jaw twitch. Not only his father’s. That went back generations. Centuries. It went back to Earth.
He took it, knowing everything White had just implied.
Your father had a gambling problem.
Your family was rich and powerful—before two generations ruined it all.
He also knew that White hadn’t found the silver clip under any piece of furniture. Ten years or more forgotten in a corner would have tarnished it, and the clip was perfectly polished. The bastard had kept it—along with everything else.
Shade turned the unique piece over in his hand, wondering how long White had been waiting to get in this particular dig. He’d probably been holding out for an audience, and here Shade was, on what looked like a date.
Too bad it wasn’t one—and that Tess was in an even shittier position than he was.
Shade pivoted and hurled the family heirloom into the ocean, not even looking as it plunged toward the surf.
Tess gasped. “Shade!”
“Fix the lower levels of Cardinal before the whole fucking thing collapses,” he ground out, already walking away and towing Tess.
Tess didn’t once glance back at White, which made him want to kiss her. Hard. On the mouth. He almost did after the lift doors closed and they started zooming downward, but he was afraid it would feel more like punishment for both of them than anything else.
“Are you okay?” Tess asked, freeing her hand from his and lightly touching his arm instead.
“I’m fine!”
She reared back, a yeah-not-so-much look on her face.
