Page 52 of Agony

When Fisher rapped his knuckles on the open door, the blond glanced up with a pair of gorgeous blue eyes in a very cute face. The man instantly smiled wide. It was such a contrast to the big brooding Erebus leader that it made Fisher smirk.

“Hello, you must be Fisher. I don’t think we’ve officially met yet, but I’m Thane. This here is Savage.” The blond gave Savage a pat on the shoulder.

“He knows who I am.” Savage squinted up at Thane, who laughed.

“Okay, I’ll get out of your hair.” Thane’s movements were as quick as his manner of speaking and Fisher guessed that the guy was probably a handful.

“Byeee, Fish,” Thane said with a pat on his arm and disappeared out the door, leaving Fisher dumbfounded. Most people didn’t talk to him because he didn’t give off an approachable vibe and people never touched him because they feared death.

Thane hadn’t been intimidated at all and Fisher found himself admiring the openness and of how approachable Thane had been. The exact opposite of Savage.

He shot his boss a quick glance. He didn’t know his boss at all.

All he did know was that Savage had replaced Solomon and he would answer to Savage if he decided to stay with Erebus.

The jury was out on that because he wasn’t sure if he could stay after everything that had happened.

“Have a seat, Fisher.”

“I just need a car.” He stayed where he was. He knew his gaze was distrusting, but he didn’t give a shit.

There weren’t many he could trust in this world.

“Please,” Savage said, keeping his voice even and calm. He wanted Fisher to trust him. Of course, that wouldn’t happen right away, but it would over time if he could just start with the little things. Through the fall of incredibly long black hair, Fisher’s blue eyes were full of wariness. “Just for a moment,” Savage encouraged.

With slow, hesitant steps, Fisher approached one of the three thick leather chairs and sat down facing him.

“I’m not going to ask what you need the car for, but I’m going to trust that it won’t come back on us,” Savage said, picking up an iPad and scrolling through it before flipping it toward him and gently laying it on the desk.

“It won’t.” Fisher reached out and lifted the iPad. Seeing it was a contract to check out a vehicle, he had no problem signing his name with his finger. He placed the pad back down and gazed at Savage.

“That’s good. We have to protect the order,” Savage said.

His boss didn’t smile and Fisher figured the other guy, Thane, was so full of laughter that it had probably deflated Savage’s smile. He didn’t know for sure what was between the two men, but the pair had reeked of closeness.

“I heard you had a run-in with Justice.”

A muscle ticked in Fisher’s jaw and that blue gaze turned from untrusting to pissed off. Echo had probably told their boss.

“I know,” Savage held up his hand, “it’s not my business.”

“That’s right.”

“He cares about you,” Savage said softly. The wall snapped up so high that Savage feared it would never come down if he continued pressing. So, he switched to something else. “Would you like a job while you’re here?”

“Can I have another week?” Fisher’s eyes flicked to the man’s face and he only saw calm authority. He needed to get some shit done before he could take on work. Mouse’s bloodied body flashed up. “I have something I need to do.”

“Of course. You know where I am.”

Fisher got up and walked out.

Why was Blue in play? What the fuck had his end game been to kill Mouse?

And who the fuck wanted him home?

Was that another part of his lost memories? He didn’t think so, but he couldn’t be one hundred percent sure.

Fucking hell.

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