But first, I need to call Dad.
"You decided to pull me into the loop after using my men?"
The warmth dissipates, and I pour another drink.
Fucking Dad.
"Forgive me for not dropping everything to come to you."
"Drop the fucking attitude, boy. I helped, and she is my daughter."
I fling myself down behind the desk, sipping my drink. "You don't act like it."
The words sit there like tiny sparking bombs.
"There are things in this world you don't understand. But I want what's best for her, and I'll be putting her back in school with armed guards if you don't sort all that shit out."
I pinch the bridge of my nose.
We're getting off topic.
"You called for a reason, boy. Do you want what I have?"
"Have?"
"If you're this slow, I'll rethink having you as my second."
I bite back how I don'twantto be his second. "What do you have, Dad?"
"Intel on the prick's location. The one that took some digging, but I'm almost positive it's his residence. Too many guards, too much time spent making people look in other directions. He might be a kingpin because of what he's worth, but he also steps on too many toes, and the moment he crosses a line too far or stops being of use..."
He doesn't have to finish.
Dom will be taken out, and the spoils claimed.
"I want him gone."
"Then you can use the team I loaned you earlier. Take him out on your own, under your name, not mine."
I hang up.
And then I call Cade and Silas, passing it along. Together,we can hack into the system Dom has, and then we can send in the men to take him out.
I finish my drink, at a loss for what to do until they need my skills, so I find myself climbing the stairs to my floor. But I don't go to my room.
Instead, I find myself outside Lola's room, heart beating fast as my libido ticks up.
There are things I could do. The right things.
Turn away.
Knock.
Instead, I punch in the code.
The print lock isn't set up, but the digital lock is enough, and as I open the door, heat licks up along my spine.
I should feel bad locking her up, but as I enter the dark room, my cock gets hard in my pants.
