Page 125 of Hate Me

“I second that,” Sky said, coming to me and giving me a quick kiss on the cheek, before heading out with him.

I watched them go, deep in thought about everything we’d just discussed.

Things were definitely shifting.

And Caleb was right, it was time we took it all the way.

After everything he’d done for us, Caspian deserved nothing less from us.

25

~Caleb~

It was like they’d planned their outfits ahead of time to coordinate with one another, which I knew they hadn’t.

It just made it all the more uncanny as I took in Caspian clad in one of his tailor-made pale gray pinstripes, his long hair flowing majestically down his shoulders, while Dante stood beside him in the command center in a double-breasted charcoal Brioni suit, his black collar-length hair sporting as much mousse as Caspian’s to look that perfect yet effortless.

And here I was in my gray jeans and a white muscle tee.

Intel had come in from Damien regarding Jett, which had been validated by both Caspian and Dante’s teams as legitimate.

We had a lock on him.

It was finally time to put that motherfucker down.

With him going to ground and us therefore not knowing when this opportunity would come about, nor what stage Cas and Dante’s infiltrators would be at when it happened, it hadn’t been possible to work out a strategy ahead of time. Not a concrete one anyway.

Of course, Cas being Cas, he’d formulated a potential draft one.

And that was what they were working off now to streamline and finalize key details.

As Dante made a call and walked to the far end of the command center, Cas turned to me, smiling. “Almost there. Just putting something in place to ensure Elijah is distracted.”

“I heard,” I said, cutting him off more tersely than I’d meant to. “Gotta make sure he’s not looking his brother’s way when we move in.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, frowning.

“I can’t believe you brought him down here to our Jackals homebase like this.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Why wouldn’t you just use your office?”

“We need the equipment and tech here, Caleb.”

“You didn’t even run it by me—any of us.”

“We had to move quickly. Bastian is at Luxe and then his support group meeting following that, and Skylar is in a session with Doctor Granger. We’re lucky Dante could come down here with barely any notice.”

“Lucky. Yeah, right,” I muttered. “What does Luke think of this?”

He looked away. “It’s not Luke’s decision.”

“Huh. So he doesn’t like it either.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“You didn’t have to. I know you so well, I can read your reactions.”

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