Page 150 of Knights Game

Katy stares for a moment longer then disappears.

“Where’s Roman?” Fletcher asks.

“He said he needed to go.”

“He’s probably gone to get word to the others. They’ve been one step ahead of us this whole time.”

“How?” I ask.

“Isn’t it obvious,” Levi says, looking up and meeting my eyes. “We have a mole.”

The only person I would suspect as a mole would be Levi himself. But seeing him here, now, there’s no way.

“Fletcher, you’re going to need to get blood.” I say, seeing how pale Levi is.

“I’ll be back as soon as possible. Rest peacefully, brother,” Fletcher says to Luca, his palm resting on his chest. “Call me if anything changes or if you need any more supplies.”

“I will.” I nod and squeeze some of the blood that’s pooled in the bag into Luca’s IV.

“Is he okay?” Katy asks.

“I think so.” I nod. “We need to get more blood into him, but he should be okay.”

“Take mine.” She holds out her arm.

“Blood Type?”

“Erm, I’m not sure.

“No good then, I can’t take it unless you know.”

“Sorry.” She walks to the table. “Thank God you were here.” She squeezes my hand. “What happened?”

“It’s all gone to shit, obviously,” Levi answers. “Rome had eyes on John but had given instructions only to shoot in the worst-case scenario. Someone was in the hallway and stabbed Luca as soon as we came out of the office.”

I pull one of the dining chairs closer, sitting down. I lay my forehead against the table, the wood cool against my hot skin.

“Henry looped the cameras before we went in, that’s the only reason we got him out. The only reason any of us got out. I need to go; Rome will be back soon or Asher. One of the two.”

“Where are you going?”

“To Duchess. They will retaliate and do it swiftly; I need to make sure the girls are safe.”

I walk around and pull the needle out of his hand.

“Keep hydrated, and no running around gallivanting.”

“I won’t.”

“I mean it, Levi, you’re in shock too, even if your external masculinity won’t allow you to acknowledge it.”

He smirks, and I give him a dismissive look. “If anything changes with him…”

“I’ll call you.”

“The men are outside, you’re perfectly safe.”

I nod, even though I feel anything but.

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