“Damn, Prez, you move fast,” Holton states as he closes the door behind us.
I ignore the fucker and guide Fosca through the main room of the clubhouse.
She suddenly digs her heels in and whispers, “You.No.This is not happening.”
Throwing a glance over my shoulder I see her staring at Levan.
“Please tell me you’re not a shark shifter and didn’t bite the head off a man a few hours ago.”The way she’s glaring would have been funny, but then she adds, “I should call Detective Fellows so he can get a team in here to find the evidence of the murder you committed.”
“Me hating your cunt wouldn’t be enough, you had to kick my men in the balls as well,” I snarl and tug her in the direction of the basement.
Levan steps forward.“You don’t even know me, bitch.Why would you spit shit about things I did if I haven’t even met you before now?”
“I saw you...”she starts and I slap a hand over her mouth to shut her up.
“What is she talking about?”Levan now throws the question at me.
“Later,” I grunt and swing my head in the direction of the bar.“Karev, Triton, Shock.Basement.Now.”
I lift Fosca off her feet and pick up my pace to head down to the basement.Thank fuck the cuffs Triton made are working, rendering her powerless.Though, I’m sure it’s a plan with an expiration date.Grabbing a chair near the wall of the basement, I drag it to the middle of the space and place Fosca’s ass on it.
“Keep your mouth shut,” I hiss on a whisper.“You don’t hear me complaining about looking at my own damn hands fist-fucking-deep in a dead man lying on your autopsy table, do you?”
She frowns, and keeps her voice low when she asks, “You saw through my eyes too?”
Words I was going to throw in her face are now swallowed down my throat when my VP says, “Good to see the cuffs are working.So, what’s the plan since you got her here before we even talked shit through how we’d use ’em.”
“Hey now, don’t act surprised.I told ya they’d work.I know my fucking magic,” Triton grumbles.
Triton is right, he knows his magic as a Triva descendant.It’s not just witchcraft, the man owns the night as well and can slip into the darkness to hide his presence.
Straightening, I turn to Triton.“I need you to have a look and tell me what you see.”
He rubs his neck and gives me an apologetic look.“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Prez.”
I know damn well why he think it’s a bad idea, because it’s painful for the person in question if he roams inside someone’s head.Right now I couldn’t give two fucks because one, she’s not talking, and two, I can’t risk not knowing what she’s up to, and three, we have no clue how long those cuffs will block her powers.
“Well, I think it is,” I state with determination and raise one of my eyebrows in challenge.
He mutters a curse.“Fine, Prez, but know I really dislike this idea.”
“Noted,” I grunt, and let my gaze hit Fosca’s to add with a smile, “This might hurt.”
Triton doesn’t waste another second and places his hand on each side of her head.Small flashes of red lightning bounce between his hands and her temples.Triton’s eyes glaze over with a white gleam.I’ve seen him use this ability lots of times.
Torturing to get information is something we only do just for fun, because when you have a warlock like Triton?There’s nothing a person can hide.He simply slips in and glances around in every damn corner of your mind.
Fosca whimpers and I grit my teeth.The unease in my gut is an unfamiliar feeling.She’s the damn sister of my enemy, I shouldn’t care if she’s in pain.This is a necessary precaution.I’m not the only one at risk here; all of my men are.
The red lightning between Triton’s hands and Fosca’s temples subsides.He lowers his hands, steps back and blinks a few times.His gaze lands on me and I expect him to tell me his thoughts.
Instead, he turns to Fosca and murmurs, “My apologies, ma’am.Life truly fucks ya dry, without a rubber, and a shitload of crabs.And I don’t mean the ones you find in oceans, freshwater, or on land.”
There’s a hint of a smile on her face when she gives him a small nod.
“Triton,” I rumble.“Stop chitchatting, and tell me what you saw.”
Triton bounces his gaze between Fosca and me.“You two should talk.Be open and honest.That’s all I’m gonna say.”
