Page 90 of Savage Revenge

Then he walks off and rejoins the others while I process his words. It’s been a year since his last relationship, and she messed him up pretty badly, but maybe it’s worse than I realized. Fuck, now I feel like an asshole.

Should I have asked Jordyn to stay?

Would she have if I had?

Or is she happy that she’s free?

An hour passes,then another one.

While Cassian works to access the camera footage, my brothers and I play poker at one of the shitty card tables we have set up near a wall of windows on the second floor of the warehouse. Kingston is still being held downstairs, and Cassian has a makeshift office in one of the old offices left over from when this building was an operational manufacturing facility.

None of us has been really talking, which I’m glad about. Kian and Beckett can tell there’s tension between me and Xander. It’s awkward because we rarely have serious disagreements with each other.

“They haven’t located Carver yet,” Beckett announces, reading a message from his phone.

My gut twists because I don’t like this. Not one bit. The shit with Carver isn’t adding up. His family is one of the world’s wealthiest. Why would he agree, other than greed? But by making a deal with Kingston, he would still be sharing power and wealth, so that doesn’t make sense.

“We’ll wait. I have all day for them to bring the lying bastard in.” I lean back in my uncomfortable chair and look down at my cards. A king and a seven of diamonds. My favorite. “Call.” I toss my chips into the pile.

“Kingston is a dead man, either way,” I tell them as Kian deals the flop.

Beckett sits straighter, his casual expression turning dark in a flash. “What did he do to Jordyn?”

I stare at my youngest brother for a second, studying him. That’s the first time I’ve heard him use her real name. This is the side of Beckett we only see every so often. It’s never good when this side of him comes out. Not for the other person, anyway.

“He’s treated her like a doormat all her life. Like she’s not good enough because she’s a woman. He’s kept her hidden in the background, and that’s not where she belongs.” I call the bet and put more chips in then wait for the last turn. When Kian deals it, I inwardly grin.

A full house of kings and sevens.

My phone vibrates, and I pull it from my pocket. As soon as I see Caleb’s name on the screen, my heart starts to pound.

“Yeah?”

“Boss, Jacob Kingston and Elliott Carver just went into Jordyn’s building.”

Every muscle in my body tenses. “Go in after them. We’re on our way.”

My brothers are on my heels as I hurry out of the warehouse. Without any questions, they climb into my car, and I race out of the parking lot toward the freeway.

“Jacob Kingston and Elliott Carver just went into Jordyn’s building,” I shout, driving recklessly, without a second thought. “Get as many of our men over there as quickly as possible.”

Beckett’s already on the phone, barking instructions to his team of specially trained men who we always keep on our payroll. Normally, they’re used topersuadecheaters not to come into our casinos any longer, but sometimes they help with unique situations as well.

“What the fuck are they doing there together?” Kian demands.

It doesn’t make sense. I’m sure Jacob is innocent. Positive. So why is he with Carver?

Arrows keep pointing to that fucker. One after the other.

“Fuck!” Beckett shoves his phone forward to play a video.

I keep one hand on the wheel and glance at the screen, catching a perfect shot of Elliott Carver buying a goddamn burner phone. The same one that texted my father right before he was murdered.

“He killed him. It wasn’t Kingston,” I mutter as I press down harder on the gas. “He tried to set Kingston up because Carver knew we would kill him. So he wouldn’t have to.”

Xander stares at the video playing. “Carver has connections in the city. People who might have access to the cameras along The Strip.”

“Okay, but what about the phone? Did he plant it in Dad’s office? Kian asks.

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