Azazel stood and brought the toiletries he’d gotten for him to the bathroom and leaned against the door while Uriel took a shower.
“We would have taken care of him by threatening, or something, to get him to back off, but we need to find evidence that he killed Blue’s family over twenty years ago. That’s why Orion isn’t around. He got a job at the company and is looking for evidence. The stabbing was the uncle's attempt at killing Blue.”
“I guess third time isn’t a charm,” Azazel mumbled.
“For some people, it is,” Uriel said, turning off the water. “Babe, can you get me a towel?”
“Yeah, sure.” Azazel went back into the room and grabbed the towels from the bag he’d brought with him, then went back to the bathroom. Wrapping one around his lover’s waist, the other he draped over his head and started drying his hair. “So how long do you plan on doubling for Blue?”
“I’m not sure, but I will have to see Benito again before this is over.”
“Benito? Who’s that and why do you have to see him again?”
Uriel chuckled. “Benito LaCava is Blue Lennox’s uncle. Me and him had a run-in a couple of years ago. He tried to make a move on me, and I cut his pinky finger off. Oh, and before you ask, I saved Blue’s life when he was a kid. I’d forgotten about him, but he didn’t forget me.”
Azazel stared at his mate, listening as he spoke about the incidents as if it was a normal occurrence. “What kind of life have you lived without me, Uri?”
Uriel lifted his head, smiling. “An interesting—but lonely—life.”
“I’d love to hear all about it one day.”
Uriel wrapped his arms around Azazel's neck, going to the tips of his toes, and kissed him. “I’ll tell you about it all some day, but right now I need some coffee and to get the hell out of here. If you don’t know, I hate hospitals.”
“Coffee, I can do, but you’ll have to wait a couple of hours for me to spring you out of here. Call your friends and tell them to come. Once Blue Lennox’s manager gets here, we can get the show rolling.”
Uriel stepped back and walked over to the bed. “It sounds like you have a plan.”
“I do.” He handed the coffee and muffins he bought to Uriel then they both sat on the bed. “Eat. We’ll discuss things when your friends arrive, I don’t want to have to do it twice. Also, once we leave here, we’re going to pay a visit to Gadriel and find out about the knife.”
“Good,” Uriel said, then furrowed his brows. “You know what’s strange? Dagon hasn’t called, nor has he tried to see me. It only solidifies my theory that he knows I’m not Blue Lennox.”
“It’s a possibility. So do you think he’s trying to find the real Blue?”
“I think so, but he won’t find him,” Uriel said. “And even if he does, he can’t beat Odin.”
Azazel’s eyes widened, getting a clue of where the real Blue Lennox was hidden. He was about to speak when his cellphone rang, and he scoffed when he saw the name on the screen and showed it to Uriel.
“Speak of the devil and he should call,” Uriel said.
“You got that wrong, baby. I’m the devil; he’s just my minion.”
Uriel chuckled. “Put it on speaker.”
“Dagon, what’s up?”
“My lord, we have a problem. I went to your office and your assistant told me you took the day off.”
“What’s the problem?” Azazel asked, ignoring the rest of Dagon’s words.
“Other than fucking Blue Lennox getting himself stabbed? All I did was tell him to cook up a scandal, and that’s what he comes up with? I mean come on.”
Azazel quirked a brow at Uriel as if to saymore things you forgot to tell me?Uriel rolled his eyes and mouthedlaterand pointed to the phone in Azazel’s hands.
“That’s an easy fix,” Azazel told Dagon. “Is there another problem?”
“Gadriel is missing. I’ve been trying to contact him for a couple of days now and my calls go to voicemail each time.”
“He’s not missing. I sent him on a secret mission.”
