“Reports say he was taken to the Whitefish hospital, but I’m sure that was just to deliver to the morgue.”
“Find out immediately and you better pray that he was dead.If not, I’ll be looking for new men—allnew men.”
“Will do,” Sanchez responds.
“Who is in charge of the investigation on the FBI?”
“Gavin Lodge out of the Montana field office.”
“So not on our payroll,” I growl, knowing this is going to be a headache.FBI are like fucking flies, always buzzing around my shit and giving me grief.If Chul catches wind of this shit, I’m screwed.I need to lock it down immediately.
“We can call Wheeler.He’s not in the Montana office, but he’s in Topeka.He could step in before shit is totally fucked up,” Sanchez suggests.
“Do it.Let me know at once.If we need to we can eliminate Agent Lodge.”
“Might buy more heat if an FBI Agent goes missing.”
“Not if it’s done correctly and not by idiots who don’t bother toburn a fucking body.”
“I’ll get on it immediately,” Sanchez says and he leaves.
I let him go, staring out the window over the lawn of the front of my estate.This wasn’t a problem I needed.It’s taken me way too fucking long to get my hands on my son.I need time to mold him into the type of progeny I can be proud of.
Fuck.
Chapter10
Rory
I’m hidingin the half bath outside of King’s office.I listened to everything they talked about.I didn’t plan on it, but once I heard them mention the FBI… I had to.I’m not going to get many chances to leave and take Ryan to safety.I need to do it soon.I’d like to see a doctor, although after yesterday I’m sure I’ve lost my baby.I’m still bleeding, although not as heavy.I hear King’s office door close, but I still wait another five minutes before I go outside.
I can’t be away from Ryan too long.He’s promised me he will play nice with King for now.I hate that he has to, but my body can’t take any more abuse.Still, I can’t leave him alone and totally unprotected.I carefully leave the room, after looking to make sure the coast is clear.I’m almost back to the false safety of my own room, when I hear his footsteps.
“What are you doing out, sister dear?”
I hate when he calls me that.
“I needed to use the restroom and Ryan was in ours,” I invent.King studies my face and it takes everything inside of me to keep it devoid of emotion.
“I was harsher than normal with my punishment,” he says as if he regrets his actions.He doesn’t.I wish I was the kind of person who could kill without guilt.King needs to die.His hand moves against the side of my face and I flinch before I can stop myself.King grins.
The bastard.
“I’m going to lay down, King.I’m not feeling well,” I say quietly, avoiding his cold eyes.
“You’ll have to learn, Rory.Ryan has to grow strong.He can’t do that if you coddle him.”
“I’ll make sure Ryan grows strong,” I answer him, but I doubt my brother understands what I’m saying.
“I’ve missed you around here Rory.”
“I’ll see you at dinner,” I tell him, then walk around him, only wanting to leave.He reaches out and grabs my arm.
“Make sure Ryan is dressed appropriately.”
“I will,” I tell him.King stares at me a few moments and then finally lets me go.I walk away, closing my eyes—just grateful for the escape.
In my head I’m plotting.I need a way to contact this Agent Lodge without my brother finding out and then I need to take Ryan and get as far away from King as I can get.There are only two problems with this plan.