Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 147967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 740(@200wpm)___ 592(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 740(@200wpm)___ 592(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
“I barely touched him.”
“Brody sent me over the camera footage,” Ink replied dryly.
“So Brody is a narc.”
Ink started swearing for a moment and there was the sound of him moving around. “Listen, if you value your life, never, ever say anything bad about Brody. Understand?”
Sheesh, talk about intense.
“Sure. I understand.”
“No. I’m being serious. You don’t know anything about Brody’s private life and it’s better that way . . . or I thought it would be. Brody has two partners. Autumn, who is a sweetheart. And then, well, let’s just call him Raev. He goes by that name sometimes.”
What the heck did that mean? What was his real name?
“And he’s fucking dangerous. I can’t emphasize this enough. He is deadly and he has his own morals. But he will protect Brody, Autumn, and Sunny to the death. So never speak badly of them.”
“Sunny?” he asked, confused.
“Yeah, he is very close to Sunny. Considers her a sister.”
“You sound like you know him well.”
“I don’t. I just know he’s dangerous and unpredictable.”
“I wasn’t really criticizing Brody. I like Brody. I just didn’t expect him to turn around and tell you everything.”
“He works for me,” Ink replied. “It’s his job to tell me everything.”
“Has he got some ideas on how to ruin Ryan?” Matthieu asked.
Ink sighed. “What was the asshole doing that you had to go and strangle him?”
“I didn’t like what he had to say to Maya.”
Ink groaned.
“Oh, and he’s been stalking her. He was also watching her undress through the window while jacking his less-than-impressive dick.”
There were a few beats of silence.
“He was doing what?” Ink asked in a low, deadly voice.
Yeah. Matthieu knew the other man wasn’t going to like that part. Who would?
But Ink also had a huge protective streak for women.
“I’m surprised you were able to stop yourself from murdering him,” Ink said.
“I had Maya with me. And I don’t like to make my kills out in the open.”
Ink grunted. “So we go in for the kill secretly. I’ll go through the scenarios that Brody left me and choose the one that will hurt him the most.”
“I want him fully out of her life. But I also don’t want him doing this to anyone else.”
“I hear you, brother,” Ink replied. “I’m going to choose one that ends with him spending a nice long time in jail.”
The tight knot in his stomach unraveled. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought Ink would have his back.
But it didn’t mean it wasn’t a relief to hear that he had his back. And that Ryan was going down. Matthieu could do it himself, of course. However, he was kind of busy at the moment.
“Good. Is that all?”
“Ahh, yeah, there’s one more thing,” Ink said, sounding amused. “Spike isn’t happy.”
Matthieu raised his eyebrows. “And that has something to do with me?”
“Well, with your charge. Apparently, she made Millie the godmother of all her pets?”
Ahh. Right. “Yes, she did. But that has nothing to do with me. I don’t think that’s actually a thing. Millie was rather happy about it, though. Spike should really talk to her.”
“Millie is all fired up to come over and visit her godbabies.”
“Here?” he asked. “That’s not a good idea.”
Ink let out a grunt of amusement. “Well, Spike is trying to dissuade her but when Millie gets an idea . . . she’s like a runaway train. She just gathers up more and more momentum.”
“Then Spike should try harder to control his woman.”
Ink burst into laughter. Matthieu waited impatiently for him to stop. He didn’t think what he said was particularly funny.
“Oh, I would love for you to tell him that. Please do that when I’m around. I need to go now. Call me if you need anything else. Like if you have anyone else you want us to ruin.”
Matthieu rolled his eyes at that request. Like that would ever happen again. This had been a special circumstance.
Shit. He checked the time.
He was going to have to wake her. They didn’t have time for her punishment now. He couldn’t help but wonder if this was a ploy to get out of it.
Well, she was soon going to find out that that wasn’t happening.
Matthieu knocked on her door. “Maya? Maya, wake up.” He knocked again when there was no answer.
Something brushed his feet and he glanced down to find Princess Priss rubbing against him. Then she reached up and scratched delicately at the door with her one front leg as though she was copying him.
That amused him.
He’d never thought of himself as an animal person. He liked them, he just didn’t have room in his life for one. But these animals were growing on him.
Especially the cat.
Dougie raced toward them, banging into his leg as he obviously saw him too late to stop. Then he sat and barked up at Matthieu.
Gummy still hadn’t forgiven him for the chicken incident. And the chickens only responded to him when he spoke in a really high-pitched, ridiculous voice. Tank and Big B did their best to ignore him.