Page 63 of When Kings Fall

She was so relaxed around us now and I loved it.

Her next words snapped me back to the immediate issue at hand. “It could be a ploy to get us to move, which would draw attention to us and possibly put us in their crosshairs when we may not even be if we actually stay here.”

“I agree. There’s not enough intel to go on,” I said.

“We need eyes on Royce,” Mason spoke, giving me a pointed look.

“If I pull off-mission to focus on him rather than Lynch and Osiris, it’s gonna set us back.”

“If you don’t, we could take a hit that could put us down, Lev.”

“Fuck,” I uttered. “Fine. I’ll take care of it.”

“What if you bring Rina in on this to work the Lynch angle so you don’t have to make a choice here or slow things down?” Colt offered.

“Rina?” Brianna asked.

“Caterina Leone,” Colt told her. “A close friend of Lev’s.”

“A close friend, huh?” she asked, eyeing me curiously.

“Friend being the operative word, baby. Although, I’ve gotta admit, I like this little flare of jealously that I’m picking up on.”

“In your dreams.”

“Oh, absolutely.”

She laughed. “Shut it.”

“You know who she is?” Mason asked her.

“I’m well aware, yes. Santino Leone’s daughter, a mafia princess. But how could she help?”

“She’s an ace hacker just like Lev,” Mason told her.

“It’s on the down low,” Colt added.

“Majorly so,” I emphasized.

“Wow, okay. Then let’s bring her in.”

“I can’t. She’s dealing with her own shit. But there is something else I can do. Nico Marchetti has intel. I can gain access.”

“Jesus fuck, no. You can’t hack into Marchetti’s shit. That’s a death sentence right there.”

I rolled my eyes. “A bit overdramatic, Mason, even for you.”

“Lev. No.”

I held up my hand. “All right.”

“Contact him directly,” he said.

“Yeah, make him an offer he can’t—”

“Got it, Colt,” I said, with a roll of my eyes.

He grinned.

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