Page 122 of Nemesis

Saint grimaces. But he drinks at least half of it.

Is he hung over?

“Well?” Kade asks Saint.

Not me.

I narrow my eyes at Saint Hart, who fuckingflushes. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen the man so much as get a pink hue in his cheeks…

“Reese has been staying with Artemis and me,” he says after a beat. “And last night, he was taken.”

Kade straightens. He looks at me, and damn it, nowmyface heats without warning.

“You had him?” he says in a quiet voice. Not a nice quiet. It’s downright sinister.

I lift my chin. “Yeah, I did.”

“And youlosthim without telling me?—”

“You went behind my back.” I hop off the counter and ball my fists. “You went to thesheriff. Why even ask me?”

He rolls his eyes. “Artemis?—”

“Save it,” I hiss. “Save it for after we find Reese. Did you know he was involved with the Cyclopes in Emerald Cove?”

He freezes.

“I’d take that as a no,” Saint drawls. His chin rests on his hand, doing a great impression of being fucking bored.

“How do you know?” Kade demands. He yanks one of the barstools around and sinks into it.

“He told me. That’s why he came up here…”

“Reese said that?”

I nod. Pause. Did he say that? In so many words?

“He said he wanted to stop them from settling in Sterling Falls,” I hedge. Although I’m pretty sure when I guessed that, he just said,Something like that. “Either way?—”

“We’ll table it,” Kade says. His expression, which was already serious enough, turns downright terrifying. “Tell me what you know about him being taken.”

Saint and I lay it all out on the table. The video, the man coming from off-screen. The fact that, besides the back of this guy’s head, we’ve got nothing. Kade leaves the room, returning with a laptop. I hop down from the counter and circle behind him to get a better view. He pulls up my building on a map and jumps to street view, slowly panning the camera around.

“There’s a bank across the street,” he points out. “Banks always have security.”

Saint frowns. “What do you want to do, bulldoze in there asking to see their video feed?”

Kade considers it for a moment, then shakes his head. “Nah.”

He types, then leans back. A second later, a lowpingmakes Saint straighten.

“What did you just do?” Distaste and apprehension run thick in Saint’s tone.

Can’t say I blame him for it.

“I’ve got someone who will hack their system. We should have eyes soon.” Kade swivels in his seat and gets up. “Anyone hungry?”

My stomach lets out an untimely growl.

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