I’m not built for sitting and waiting.
I pick up the burner phone and consider calling Win. Is he still en route to London?
But I can’t rely on him to fill all my restless voids. It’s ridiculous to even think, considering the circumstances. He’s off to some event with Ken, bride shopping…
I nip at my lip.
I could call Sasha. Find out how she’s doing.
Can anyone trace this phone? Will she pick up if I call?
I tap the side of the phone, trying to decide.
Finally, I dial her number, listening to the line ring. I have a moment where I wonder if I’m doing that thing I like to do when I’m restless…the thing where every step I take makes the situation worse.
Finally, I hear the line click. “Who the fuck is this?” A gruff male voice blasts in my ear.
“Who the fuck is this?” I bark back.
“Katarina?”
“Ryker?” I look down at my phone, trying to make sense of the situation. “Why is my sister’s husband of a few days answering her phone?”
“Uh,” he answers sounding cagey, “she’s resting.”
My free hand balls into a fist, my voice rising in volume. “Resting? That’s complete fucking bullshit and we both know it. Where is my sister? Put her on the phone this fucking second!” I’m screaming by the end.
“Katarina—” he starts, and I can hear him click me over to speaker.
“Don’t you fucking Katarina me. You promised me you’d protect her. Now tell me where she is and what’s happened toher or I will cut off your fucking balls and eat them while you watch. I don’t care who?—”
“Holy shit, she’s feisty.” I hear another man in the background speak.
“Don’t get too excited. Win won’t tolerate you sassing her,” Ryker says to the other guy.
“Who are you talking to and what do you know about Win and what he will or will not tolerate when it comes to me?”
Ryker doesn’t answer as the other man speaks. “Win does not like it easy, does he?”
“Nope,” Ryker says in response.
“Ryker,” I snap. “Who is that?”
“That is my youngest brother, Rush. And he is here because…” Ryker pauses and I find myself holding my breath. “Sver was here yesterday.”
“Shit,” I cry, my other hand clasping my throat. “What happened?”
“It’s a really long story. No one was killed, including Sver, but I think that Sasha should fill you in on the details.”
Finally. I let out a long rush of air, glad to know that I can speak with my sister.
I hear Ryker knock on a door and then a muffled response.
“Baby,” Ryker murmurs soft and cajoling. “I’m not trying to bother you, your sister is on the phone.” And then he opens the door.
Which means, I can hear Sasha’s response. “Did you call her or did she call you?”
“She called you.”
