Page 113 of Breaker

“Drinks?” I ask, scooting back, so I’m molded to his body. Breaker’s hand drops to my hip and Clyde definitely notices. From the way his gaze fixates on Breaker’s hand and how his jaw clenches, I think he’s putting together the pieces in his head. Things more than likely already knew, but didn’t, maybe was too scared, to name.

“Yes, with Zane,” Clyde says through clenched teeth. He rips his eyes from Breaker’s hand, gripping my hip intimately, familiar with the shape of my body, and locks them with mine. The air crackles with unease. Breaker is the enemy, but he’s also an accomplice. They have a common goal, and that goal is ending Rune.

Breaker’s in it for revenge.

Clyde… I’m not so sure.

I tilt my head back to look at Breaker. “Is Ben your real name?” I ask, remembering he told me last night.

“It’s on one of my driver’s licenses.” He shrugs. “But no, my name is Breaker.”

“One of them?”

Another shrug.

“The man doesn’t exist, Cora,” Clyde says, gesturing at Breaker. “He has no name other than the one his father gave him. He only has this name, Ben Snyder, as a cover for the corporation.”

“Our father kept records on each of us,” Breaker says. “But there are no records of my foster family, or my birth mother’s family. I’ve looked. Fallon made sure when he took us we disappeared.”

“That’s why he took orphans or kids off the streets,” Clyde says. “No one cares if a ratty kid disappears.”

“How do you know all this?” I ask Clyde, still reeling, trying to sort through it all. I think last night my brain short-circuited, and today, I’m just not able to process it all. Theschool, Clyde knowing Breaker, Clyde working with them, which means he knows the other men too.

“Zane mentioned his yacht,” Breaker says, his deep voice cutting through my spiraling thoughts. “The message I received was unclear. Is that where I’m meeting him?”

My stomach lurches. Zane is known for several things, none of them never changed.

“You know Ben has a reputation for his love of women and parties and expensive boats,” Clyde says. “Zane wants to show off his new yacht.”

“You do?” I ask, barely hearing the rest of what Clyde’s saying other than the single word “women”, which I will touch on later when jealousy isn’t staining every thought.

Breaker’s brow quirks. “Benhas a reputation for being a flirt. When we started Snyder, Inc. we all decided I was the best face for the company. Now I have to act accordingly to make it believable, so Rune doesn’t get suspicious.”

“So,Benlikes parties and pretty women.NotBreaker,“ I say to clarify, well aware of the ice edging my voice.

“Jesus girl,” Clyde says. “Green doesn’t suit you.”

“My eyes are green,” I snap.

“So, I see.” Clyde smirks at my pointed stare. He holds out his hand to me. “Come on. We need to get back to my house before Rune comes looking for you. I left our phones behind because I’m pretty sure he’s tracking mine, but I know he’s tracking yours. Soon he’ll get suspicious if there’s no activity on your phone. Not that he has a fucking thing to say after last night.”

A primal sound edging on a snarl rumbles through Breaker’s chest.

I pat his hand. “Rune’s tracking my phone?”

“Every single incoming and outgoing message, calls, and your location,” Clyde confirms. “So be careful. Don’t messagehim,” he gestures to Breaker, “and never mention this,” he twirls a finger in the air, “on your phone.”

I reach for the sneakers, my stomach still in knots at the idea that Breaker is a playboy, when a thought hits me. I turn around to face Clyde. “Did you know they were going to take us that day?”

His jaw tics. “Yes.”

“But they killed Manuel,” I say. “Did you know they were going to kill people?”

“It was a risk we are all willing to take. Reaper didn’t want anyone hurt, which is why I made sure it was on a day few people were in the building.” Clyde’s gaze shifts to Breaker as he rips open the package of socks and hands me a pair. “Besides, I didn’t like the way Manuel looked at you,” Clyde says, straight faced. “He had it coming.”

Jesus H. Christ.

“Although,” Clyde glares at Breaker. “I didn’t realize they were planning to meet you at the club the night before.”

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