Page 122 of His Enforcer

“I’m fine. It was just a long drive.”

“Let’s grab something to eat and then we can ask some of the staff questions about what’s been happening locally. We have plenty of time to get to the club.”

“Fine. I could eat.”

I touch his stomach and feel the muscles flex under my palm.

“Good boy,” I murmur and then lead Viktor and the three guards to the café in the hotel. As we grab a seat, we see Bane appear through the front doors, his gaze drifting over the lobby as if looking for someone. When he sees us, he grins and waves.

“Fucking hell,” Viktor murmurs as I narrow my eyes at him.

“Hello!” he shouts as he bounds over to us. “Fancy meeting you here.”

“How did you get here, Bane?” I ask and then look around the table, trying to figure out who snuck him into the trunk. No one looks guilty though, so I turn my gaze to Bane, who is pulling a chair up next to Jax.

“Oh, this is just a happy happenstance. I don’t know how I got here.”

I arch an eyebrow, and Bane leans his head against Jax’s shoulder.

“Did you sneak him into the cars?” I ask the bodyguard.

His cheeks flush and he shakes his head. “No, Boss. I just put the suitcases in. And a large duffle.”

“And what was in the duffle?”

“I assumed the weapons.”

I huff and then shake my head. “No, those were already secured in the SUV. I wouldn’t put them in a duffle bag. Shit. You put Bane in the trunk.”

Bane wiggles in his seat and then leans forward, unable to sit still.

“Don’t be mad. I tricked them all. I meant to let you know once we were far enough away, but I fell asleep.”

“Jesus, Bane. Anthony didn’t want you here for a reason.”

Bane’s lips wobble. “I know, but I must have my revenge. You can’t ask me to stay back and just wait.”

“You would have had your turn eventually. But we don’t want you showing up and ruining it.”

“But it’s a sex club. I love sex! And clubs. I even brought my chest harness and butt plug.”

“Jesus,” Viktor murmurs and then peers over at me. He’s hiding his smile behind his hands, and honestly, I can’t even be upset right now. Viktor’s thigh is pressed against my leg, his ankle hooked around mine. Bane’s random appearance can’t take away from the way I’m feeling right now. Content. Happy even.

“You can come to the club, Bane, but you will behave. Jax, you’ll watch him, understand? He’s your responsibility.”

Jax nods solemnly. “Will do, Boss.”

“Good. We aren’t fucking this up. No matter how much we want to murder him on sight, we won’t. We keep it under wraps until Anthony tells us what to do. I think this goes beyond Henry. Ican’t imagine that little shit could manage an enterprise this large.”

“You think it’s large?” Vik asks.

“Don’t you? It’s obvious that this is being distributed outside of L.A. and into the high desert. And who knows if it’s traveled to Nevada or Arizona.”

“Hopefully Declan knows something we don’t,” Jax says just as the waiter shows up. We haven’t even had a chance to look at the menus. Apparently, Bane knows what he wants, though, because he pipes up.

“Oh, hello! I’d like a Silly Goose Martini, a hamburger rare, a side of bacon and oh, oh, you have cheese fries. I’d like those with jalapeños on them. Oooh, and can I have a glass of water as well with a lemon? Oh, and a slice of pie.”

We stare at him as he rattles this off, the waiter quickly punching in the items on his screen. When Bane’s done, he lets out a loud exhale.

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