Page 237 of Dark Love

“Does your woman have a sister?”

A sister? Could Dahlia have a sister? She’s never talked about anyone but her parents and brother.

Not that we’ve had any in-depth conversations about family, because that would open me up to questions about my own.

“Well, if she does introduce me.”

“Like I’d want to be related to you.”

Torment chuckles.

Dahlia rushes into the room. “Sorry, I took so long.”

There isn’t a single inch of skin showing from her neck, which is covered in a boxy turtleneck sweater, to the soles of her feet. She even has a thick stocking covering the space between her shoes and her slacks. I hate when she wears her hair slicked back into a tight little bun.

“My name is Dahlia. It’s so nice to have one of Vex’s friends over. I’ve only met a few of them so far.”

“Vex has more than he lets on.” Torment steps away from the counter to give her a small bow. “My name is Toru, but my friends call me Torment.”

“Did you both go to the same school for scary men?” Dahlia almost slaps a hand across her mouth as she does occasionally when words just slip out.

“I really like this one.” Toru grins at her.

“Have you known Vex long?”

There’s no way I want to explain to her my first encounter with Torment. “We’ve done business with each other for many years now.”

“It must be very important business for your friend to show up this early. Why don’t you two go to your office and I’ll make breakfast while I figure out something to make for later?”

“Dahl, Torment doesn’t eat sugar for breakfast.”

A hand goes on her hip. “I’m fully capable of making a healthy breakfast. You’re not the only one who knows how to cook a meal.”

I raise an eyebrow at her.

She walks over to me with a twinkle in her eyes and kisses me right on the cheek. “Go talk to your friend. I’ve got this.”

“Torment likes green tea with no sugar and a squeeze of lemon.”

“Got it. Now go.” She shoos us out.

When the door closes to my office, Torment says, “If something ever happens to you, I’m going to make a play for your girl.”

“Do you want to die today?”

Torment shrugs. “Today is as good as any other day.”

Part of me used to think that. Now I have something to live for. “To what do I owe this visit?”

“One of your employees got themselves on a dark web list.”

Just what I need, someone else doing something stupid. “Hitlist?”

Torment shrugs. “Don’t know. All I know is it shouldn’t be there.”

That’s as clear as mud. But it’s better than finding a sniper in my club or a body. “Whose name?”

“Dr—”

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