Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
“Then believe me.”
His lips part, but he stops himself before he speaks.
What was he about to say? Does it even matter when I’m already in jail?
It’s too late to change fate.
He frowns, then releases me and takes a few steps back. “I wanted to tell you that you don’t need to worry about your boyfriends.”
My heart stops. “Don’t hurt them,” I beg. “Please.”
I never beg. Not for anything. But I must keep them safe from my own pain.
They don’t deserve to be jailed for my faults.
As he walks back to the door, he pauses and bites his lip. “Do you love them?”
Not even a second passes before I nod.
He lets out a long-drawn-out breath and nods. “I’ll do my best.”
CHAPTER 46
Xavier
The moment that fucker appears in the hallway, I shoot up from my seat. “Let me talk to her.”
“Can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
He keeps marching through the hallways, so both Orion and I follow.
“Because it would look suspicious, and you know it.”
“Then why the fuck did you bring us here?”
“Follow me,” he barks.
I hate that he thinks he can just order us around, but at the same time, I know that if I don’t, I might lose my only chance to see Sunny set free.
We walk out of the building, and Atreus heads around the corner to an alley. “Listen to me carefully. I need you to come with me to Bones Brotherhood territory and help me take in the second-in-command.”
“What?!” Orion’s jaw drops. “There’s no way. That guy is notorious and well-guarded.”
“No. I’ve been watching those fuckers for months, and I have enough evidence to bring him down,” Atreus says. “There’s a wedding happening today that he’ll be attending, far off from the main hub.” He pulls out his phone and shows us a location on a map, with a big building in the upper part of town. “Guards will likely be stationed here and here.” He points at two exits from the venue. “He won’t bring many because it’s a friend’s daughter, and he trusts those people. It’s in a richer neighborhood, so guns will probably be prohibited. We have to use it to our advantage.”
“So what … you want us to help you kidnap a drug lord? Like it’s child’s play?”
He stares us down. “I wouldn’t be telling you this if it wasn’t needed.”
“How? How is this going to help Sunny?” I ask.
“Let me deal with that.” He tucks his phone away. “Help me bring down José Martínez. I’ll take care of the rest.”
We head back to the Tartarus House to grab some supplies like our knives and guns just in case we need them, and we pack it all into a bag and run back out the door as quick as we can.
The second I open my car door, Atlas grabs it. “Orion, we need to talk.”
Orion and Atreus are in the back seat, and my eyes flicker between them and Atlas.
“Why?” Orion asks.
He looks inside, in particular at Atreus, then swallows.
“I need to apologize,” he says. “I think I’m the reason he got out.”
I frown. “You mean Atreus? He got ahold of some kind of beeper.”
“Wait, you’re in on it?” he asks me.
“Why else do you think they’re in my car?” I reply.
“Anyway, I didn’t know that beeper was in his pocket when I gave him the jacket,” Atlas says, still eyeing Atreus like the two have some history.
I grimace. “Fuck me.”
“I’m sorry,” he says.
I jerk the door from his hand. “Why were you there anyway?”
“Orion asked me to watch him while he was out,” he replies.
I roll my eyes, annoyed as fuck that the whole arrest happened because of Orion’s half brother doing something stupid.
“You can’t trust anyone these days.”
“Aw, don’t be so rough on him. It’s my fault for asking him to watch Atreus in the first place,” Orion says. “Atlas meant well.”
“Whatever,” I say, rolling my eyes.
“What’s he doing in your car?” Atlas asks, frowning. “I thought you had him tied up and now you’re in cahoots … with a cop.”
“It’s complicated,” Orion replies.
Atlas glances at Atreus again. “Let me help you.”
Bold of him to suggest he can, especially without knowing anything about our situation. “How the fuck do you intend to do that?” I ask.
“I know how to use a knife,” he says, flaunting the one in his pocket. “You weren’t the only family who trained.”
I narrow my eyes at him. I want to tell him off so badly after screwing us over, but I know we could always use an extra set of hands to take down José, and since Atlas is Orion’s family, I doubt he’ll pull anything else to jeopardize our operation. After all, he wouldn’t endanger his own half brother, right?
“Fine,” I growl. “But you do as we say, no questions asked.”
“Thanks.”
I nod at the passenger’s seat. “Get in.”