Page 192 of Ignite

Drago chews his lip.

“I don’t believe Arthur has entered the U.S. at all.”

Finn clears his throat.

“I called my sources in London. I have eyes on the cunt. He’s still there,” Finn confirms.

I turn to Declan.

“So are we going to London?”

He shakes his head.

“We don’t have clearance from the King brothers yet,” Finn tells me.

My mouth drops open.

“Finn. Are the Kings your sources? They talk to you?”

Holy shit.

The King brothers—and their sister—are the most feared mafia in the United Kingdom. We always had a distant truce with them. A mutual enemy, the Bowens.

“Yes. I used you murdering James to my advantage to get a footing with them. Theo King is prepared to assist us, but only when the time is right. And if he can get it passed through the Elders.”

Declan smirks, and I can tell he’s impressed with Finn. Our crazy mastermind.

“And the time is right once we eliminate any footing the Bowens have here,” Declan tells us.

I tap my rings against the table. All I can think about is the disappointment on Hallie’s face.

The hatred.

I want Arthur dead. Now. This whole long process of having to prove ourselves to get to him pisses me off.

My time and effort needs to be on getting my girl back.

“Conan? Any thoughts?” Declan presses.

I snap my head to his.

“No. Not really. Not my priority right now. I gotta get to Hallie.”

Finn kicks me under the table. I don’t even flinch.

“Conan,” Declan warns.

“What?”

“The Bowens’ men are here with one purpose—to kill you.”

I nod.

“Yep. I know. I can take care of myself.”

“And you don’t care if they come after our empire? You know they’re greedy cunts, always wanting what they can’t have,” Finn adds.

I shrug. “We all know we won’t let them take anything.”

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