Page 139 of The Silent Note

“Your sister’s here?” I ask, looking into her tired eyes.

“She and Dutch teamed up and got me to agree on separate hotel rooms,” she raises a stiff finger, “on the basisthey set up a baby monitor.” She rolls her eyes at her husband.

He doesn’t look sorry at all.

“But I don’t feel right letting her out of my sight, so I’ll head up now.” She smiles at the room but the grin falters a little when Sol continues to avoid looking at her. “Good night, everyone.”

“Keep me updated,” Dutch says, slapping Zane on the shoulder as he walks out. The last thing I see is Dutch putting a hand on Cadence’s hip before the door falls shut.

Sol leaves soon after, the deviant smile now shifted into an aggrieved frown. “I’ll make the call.”

“What can I do?” I ask, hopping to my feet.

“Nothing for now. It’ll take a while before I have news.”

“So what?”

“Maybe catch some sleep?” Sol shrugs.

“I can’t go to sleep after all this. I’ll come with you.”

Zane holds out a hand, barring my path. “Over my dead body.”

“Let me at least go with Sol and talk to Theodore. He was terrified.”

“No,” Zane shakes his head.

I huff. “Then what am I supposed to do now?”

“Now, you wait.” He leans down, eyes narrowing to slits. “And watch how The Kings get things done.”

Chapter Thirty-Five

ZANE

I’m still annoyed that Grey met Hall by herself and didn’t tell me anything.

But I get a little less annoyed when, as the night courses on, she tires of pacing and comes to sit beside me like we didn’t have a big fight in our hotel room.

What’s left of the anger disintegrates when she falls asleep and her head drops on my shoulder like a rock.

I sink lower in my chair, knowing our height difference will give her a crick in her neck if I don’t adjust my body. She sighs in contentment and nuzzles against my shoulder.

Damn, she’s too cute to stay mad at.

I smile in spite of myself and glance over at Finn, who chose not to go back to his hotel room either. He’s been sitting in the corner, pretending to read. I can tell he’s not focused though because he keeps tapping his fingers on his thigh.

I’ve never seen my brother fidget. I didn’t think he was capable of having nervous energy.

“Hey,” I call to him, trying not to speak too loudly in case I wake Grey.

Finn’s eyes snap up to mine.

“You okay?”

He walks over to the tray of food that no one touched and grabs a bottle of water. “Just wondering why Sol’s not back yet.”

“Sol can take care of himself.”

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