Page 44 of Awakened by Sin

He hung up on her. She sighed. Men and their egos. She walked into the dark and quiet house and tiptoed to her room as she redialed his number.

“I’m busy,” he snapped.

“So you lost him?”

Silence.

“Why do you want Regal?”

“This is underworld business.”

“Do you want Regal or not?”

“You know where he is?”

“Why do you want him?” she persisted as she kicked off her heels and sighed in relief. God, that felt amazing.

“Do you know where he is or not?”

“I might.”

“This isn’t a fucking game.”

“I know,” she said as she put him on speaker and peeled off her dress. “That’s why I want to know why you want him.”

A pause as he mulled that over. “He did a lot for Steven Pyre; things you don’t need to know about.”

That’s all she needed to know. “I’m going to text you his assistant’s address.”

“Why the fuck would I care about his assistant?”

“Because his assistant is actually his life partner. They’ve been together for years.”

“Isn’t his assistant a man?”

“Yeah. So?”

“But he fucks his whores.”

“Yeah, yeah.” She waved a dismissive hand. She didn’t have time to dissect people’s sex lives. “He swings both ways, and he uses the women as a cover since he knows people wouldn’t respect him. His assistant is really his husband. Not legally, of course, but you know …”

“How do you know this?”

“This is my city, Roman. My father was an enforcer, and I married Vincent Pyre.”

“How do you know the husband’s address?”

“I caught a cab with him.”

There was a stark silence on the other end. “Why would you do that?”

“Because I knew Regal would get away, and it must have been important if you’re looking for him.”

“Where are you now?”

“At home.”

“Send me his address,” he said and hung up.

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