Page 16 of His Forbidden Alliance

“How much do you know about this man?”

Heat rushed to my face. I really didn’t want to fuck up again. “Not nearly as much as I should to have let him into this game.”

“Right.”

“My guys are following him tonight. They should at least find out where he lives, and we can work from there.”

“Remington could find out a whole lot more.”

“And then he’d realize I let the guy in without knowing shit.”

“Dammit, Rafe. What do you want me to do?”

“Tell me what’s right. Help me investigate him or just listen.”

He hummed. “You really are growing up.”

“I’ve been telling you and Lorenzo to stop treating me like a fucking child. I’m doing a damn good job with this casino. Remington came to me, not to Lorenzo, and not to you.”

“So call him and tell him. Don’t break his trust.”

“I thought maybe if I had him investigate everyone in the game, then it wouldn’t be as pointed toward the new guy.”

Dante hesitated before answering. “No, it wouldn’t. Do you suspect any of the rest of them?”

“No, they wouldn’t be in there if I did. If I thought any of them were involved, I would’ve told Remington. We would’ve set them up, and they’d be in our custody now, spilling everything.”

“Call him, Rafe. I know it sucks, but you’re doing the right thing. And don’t get involved with this guy.”

“I don’t get involved with people. That’s for you and Lorenzo.”

“Rafe, just leave him alone. Talk to him for business only.”

“You don’t usually give a damn. It’s not like we have some kind of office rule.”

“True, but there’s something in your voice. I’m worried about you.”

“I’ll be fine, but isn’t there any other option than telling Remington?”

Dante was silent for a few moments, and then he said, “Maybe. Give me a little while. I’ve got an idea, but if it works out, you’ll owe.”

“What kind of idea?”

“Just let me try, and then I’ll explain.”

I didn’t like how secretive he was being, and I had no idea what he meant. Either I told Remington, or I didn’t. What else was there to do? “Okay, but don’t leave me hanging for too long.”

“I won’t.” He ended the call.

I poured myself a drink and threw it back in one go. I considered another one, but I needed to be sober if I was going to talk with Remington.

He was an early riser, which meant I could potentially call him in a few hours. I prayed Dante would call me before then.

7

ZACH

Someone followed me as I drove home. I was ninety percent certain it was security guards from the casino, so I did only minimal work to avoid them. I had no doubt Rafael would do everything he could to check out my identity, and I hadn’t tried to make it all that hard to find out where I was living.