Page 51 of Out of Control


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“Yes. I rang him just before you.”

“When will they be there?”

“Ryo may not want you here. I was ringing so you’d be there for him after it.”

“When, Wolf?” I clipped.

“In an hour.”

“I’ll be there. Let Katon know to direct me as soon as I arrive, and make sure the guards know I’m on my way.”

“Link—”

“No one is stopping me from coming, Wolf. Ryo is mine. I take care of what’s mine even against his own fucking family. If Ryo gets pissed over me showing, I’ll deal with that later. But I’m gonna be there for him.”

I pulled the phone away to make sure the call was still connected when Wolf didn’t say anything.

“They are no longer his family. We are.”

“Damn fucking right,” I growled out and ended the call.

Finally, I was gonna get to face these motherfuckers. They were gonna pay in one way or another for messing with Ryo and giving him trauma.

I went back to my bedroom and grabbed another gun.

I glanced down at my vintage Metallica tee and jeans. I’d dressed for a day in my home office, not out and about, but I wasn’t changing now when I needed to make sure I arrived close to the start of this damn meeting.

Traffic had better not get in my goddamn way.

Walking to the intercom, I pressed it. “Bradshaw.”

“Boss?”

“I’m heading to Ryo early. Set up the cars. I’ll be in the garage in five. And Bradshaw, I want all the information you can on Ryo’s family, the Satos from Japan. You’ll fill me in on the road.”

“Yes, sir.”

My grin was one of savage delight.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

RYO

My jaw ached from how hard I clenched. With every step I took, the louder my thoughts got, each one dragging up an unwanted memory of their cruel words and punishing blows.

The air felt heavy and thick, which added to my tension.

I didn’t want to face them, and yet, I needed to find out why they wanted this meeting.

They gave no notice or time, just expected Wolf to drop everything for this to happen, and that aggravated me more than anything.

For my family, hesitation wasn’t tolerated and obedience was expected before the command even finished being spoken.

That may be correct back in their hometown, but here, they didn’t rule.

At the door to the office, I forced my features into a calm indifference and knocked once.

“Enter,” Wolf called.