Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 69610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
I swallow, hiccup, and then go to answer but my mother’s loud, but muffled voice fills my ears and I turn. “You’ve upset him again,” she’s saying. “I don’t understand why you can’t just have a normal visit with him, Amalie!”
Theo jerks his head up and glares at my mother. She ignores it, reaching me and grabbing my shoulder, turning me toward the front door.
“Let’s go before you do anymore damage.”
I turn and look at Theo, and he shakes his head sadly.
“I’m sorry,” I mouth at him.
And I am sorry.
So, so incredibly sorry.
-2-
MALAKAI
I rub my fingers over the chocolate stain on my jacket and grin. That girl is the clumsiest, most fucking beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I’ve come across a lot of girls, but none of them capture me the way she does. There is something about her, something so fucking perfectly broken, and yet so perfectly pure. It’s like two of the most dangerous traits mixed together and made the angel that haunts my dreams.
I can’t get her out of my fucking head.
No amount of pussy, no amount of club shit, no amount of trying to avoid her is working.
Something about her speaks to me.
“Yo.”
I turn, dropping my hands from my jacket, to see Maverick coming into my office followed by Koda. Maverick is already bringing a cigarette to his mouth, my brother’s green eyes, just like mine, filled with anxiety. Anxiety because we haven’t caught Trey. Anxiety because we don’t know where the fuck he is. Anxiety over who the fuck he is going to put his hands on next.
“Any news?” I ask them, striding over to my desk.
“Nothin’,” Maverick grunts. “Been lookin’ everywhere, been bringin’ people in, nobody knows where he is. Either that, or nobody is speakin’. Both are likely. He got his drugs through, just like he wanted, now he’s disappeared off the radar and nobody is willin’ to give his location. He knows we’re after him.”
I run my hand down my face and exhale with a grunt. “I don’t think he’s just in hidin’. That man had a big operation going. My guess, he’s hidin’ as well as plannin’ his next move. He’s not done here, he made that very clear. He wants a war, we just have no fuckin’ idea when or how he’s goin’ to strike and I don’t like that, not one fuckin’ bit.”
“Feel you, Prez,” Koda mutters. “I’ve got my ears to the ground, keepin’ track of shit goin’ down in the streets. What we need to know, first and foremost, is who the fuck gave information to him. It was someone in this club, and that makes me more than uneasy.”
My chest clenches at the thought. It’s one I’ve been trying to avoid having. I’ve had the backs of every member of this club. I’ve raised them up, and I’ve fought battles with them. It’s a brotherhood, it’s family. For someone to betray that makes my fucking blood boil. When I get my hands on whoever did, I’ll make them wish they were never born.
“Keepin’ a close eye on everyone, only speakin’ to the members I know with my entire fuckin’ soul wouldn’t betray me. None of them have any idea who it is. Could be one of the prospects, could be a member we trust; either way, someone shared some information.”
“Yeah,” Maverick grunts. “On the other hand, I think this fucker is goin’ to be harder to bring down than we first thought.”
I think he’s right.
“Unless ...,” Koda begins, looking to both of us.
“Unless what?” I ask him, crossing my arms.
“He’s on the lookout for us, but what if someone else went in, someone who doesn’t know us at all, who has no association with us, who goes in under the radar? Someone smart. Someone who isn’t afraid of the streets. Someone who can get information, names, anythin’ that might help us locate and end that fucker.”
It’s not a bad idea.
“You got any ideas on who we could send in to do that?”
“No,” Koda mutters. “But it wouldn’t be hard to find someone, hell we can even pay them, someone would be willin’.”
“Good idea,” Maverick says. “Koda, you can get on that and get things started. I’ll keep tryin’ to find information.”
I grin at my brother. “Throwin’ orders around now you’re back?”
He raises his brow at me. “You wanted me back here, with that god forsaken fucker you want me to call a brother, then you’ll let me throw some orders around.”
“Still crying about Boston?” I say, digging the knife in a little deeper.
He has to get over it one day. God knows today should be that day. We have too much else to concern ourselves with.
“Watch it, Malakai. President or not, I won’t hesitate in fuckin’ rollin’ you. Right now.”
I grunt. “Try it, I’ll make you wish you didn’t.”