If this was a computer game, it was time to pick up a book. Or go and run around in the sunshine for a while. Not skulking around in the shadows, waiting to drive my knife into someone's throat.
"Would you really if you could?" he asked. "If you could get up right now, walk away, and never think about Zeus again, would you do it?" Leave it to him to challenge me like that, especially when we both knew the answer.
"Of course not," I said. "Even if Icouldforget him, he wouldn't forget me. I could move to Australia and open a restaurant in Dusk Bay and he'd still find me."
"I don't know, I think Zeus would be scared of Dusk Bay," Boner said. "From what I've heard about that place, you don't turn your back on anyone."
"I've heard that too," I said. "Archer mentioned having friends there."
"Yeah, he did," he said. "The things he told me would put hair on anyone's chest. I could take you there instead of London."
I laughed softly. "Of course you'd tell me a place was scary and then offer to take me there."
"Harlow St. James, Dusk Bay is nothing you can't handle," he assured me. "Archer's friend there? He'd adore you. On the other hand…" He frowned. "Archer said he has a thing for redheads. So maybe I won't take you there after all."
"Jealous?" I jabbed an elbow into his side.
"Not in the slightest," he said. "I know, there's no way you're going to walk off into the sunset with Ice Miller. Or anyone else for that matter."
"You're right," I said. "I have everything I need right here."
"You're missing one significant thing," he said. "Zeus's heart in a jar along with the rest of your collection." He smiled like he was very much looking forward to carving it out himself and handing it to me, possibly on a silver platter. I could almost picture him on bended knee, the platter on the palm of his hand.
I winced. "I'm not sure how Cass and Jules would think about having their father's heart in a jar." That might be a step too far.
Boner huffed. "I'll figure something out then. Maybe a photo of it you can keep on your phone. Unless they'd prefer his left big toe in a jar?"
"That might also be too much," I said. "But that's a problem for tomorrow."
"Right, let's just enjoy the night up here," he said.
Tomorrow we'd make plans and get this thing done.
Enjoy your last night of breathing, Zeus. I'm going to put an end to that.
CHAPTER 11
HARLOW
"You can't go," Cass said, staring at Jules.
"Who's going to stop me? You?" Jules crossed his arms over his chest and stared down his younger brother.
"If I have to." Cass toyed with the clip in the front of his hair. "They'd help me put you into Harlow's box if I ask." His gaze flicked back and forth to the rest of us before returning to his brother.
"Would we do that?" Boner asked, looking over at me.
I cocked my head at Jules appraisingly. "I don't know. Is that something I'd do to him?"
"You wouldn't fucking dare," he growled. "You know how this has to go down. If I don't turn up to do his electrical rewire, he's going to ask why."
"He's going to ask why if youdogo," Cass said. "It's a set-up. It has to be. Right?" He looked around at the rest of us, hoping we'd agree.
"There's a very good chance it's a set-up,” Boner said, like he wasn't at all concerned. If it wasn't for the slightest wrinkling around his eyes, the hint of worry, I'd think he and Jules wereback at the start. Barking at each other and getting on each other's nerves.
"I can handle myself," Jules said.
Boner grinned.
