‘It appears Camden hates his stepdad. That’s why he never moved to Echo City and decided to remain here— the city that his real dad used to run.’ Cole stopped for a second to dispose of a breath so heavy that it seemed it was a burden on his soul. I had to slow down somewhat before he’d decide the partywas over.
 
 ‘Go on,’ I changed the beat into just little kisses.
 
 ‘Ok, so his dad died when he was twelve and his mother remarried the governor five years later. But turned out the man is a real piece of shit. They’re getting a divorce. And guess what’s the reason?’
 
 ‘The Elite enslaving the Annelids?’ I gave him my best shot.
 
 ‘None of these people give a fuck about the Annelids. No, what the governor did, affected her on a more personal level. She found sex tapes of him and a range of different girls and boys. Some of them, she even think were underage. Hundreds of recordings. He destroyed the data before she got to download it into her personal drive. But you know what they say. The wolf changes his coat but not his nature. He’s definitely doing it again, just maybe at a more reserved level. Cam said that if he’s right, and the governor’s still fucking around, the tapes are either on his home computer, password-protected, or in his safe.’
 
 ‘Damn. How the hell are we supposed to get access to that. Even if we get in there, who’s going to open the safe or break the password?’ I felt like we just made the hugest breakthrough and turned out it was impossible to accomplish.
 
 ‘If wecouldmanage to somehow sneak in, which is highly unlikely because his house is highly guarded, maybe Ferris could figure out a way with the tech access. He’s like a fucking genius when it comes to technology.’
 
 ‘I didn’t know that about him.’
 
 ‘I’m not sure if he’ll agree to help us though. He hasn’t exactly been working on his skills since what happened with his parents,’ Cole shrugged.
 
 ‘Oh, he will agree. It’s part of our deal.’ I hadn’t slept with him in vain. Not that the last time I slept with him had anything to do with any deal. ‘I’ll talk to him when we return.’
 
 ‘In the meanwhile,’ Cole whispered ‘let’s find a spot on that couch. I’m tired of standing.’
 
 It was already late afternoon. Time flew by pretty fast considering the company. The couch idea wasn’t bad at all, and as I took a seat, Cole decided to get more comfortable. He stretched himself on the length of the couch and placed his head in my lap.
 
 ‘Are you sleepy?’ I asked, running a gentle hand through his coal dark hair and looking at the two cobalt orbs closing with each one of my touches.
 
 ‘Maybe just a little. But don’t stop.’
 
 I didn’t. Not necessarily because he asked, but because I liked it. It felt like a normal thing to do, or maybe it was completely wrong considering this was just a deal. Either way, I just couldn’t stop myself.
 
 Contrary to what I believed would happen, he didn’t fall asleep, and neither did I. We were just sprawled on the couch, living our short moment of relaxation while being in a public place and no one coming to talk to us. It must’ve felt strange for him. But it was a good strange.
 
 People came and people left while my fingers still played with ebony locks of his hair, moving from time to time to graze the short stubble of his beard.
 
 ‘Ok, motherfuckers. I’m tired, and I want to watch a movie,’ Treyton decided to cut the party short. ‘Who wants to stay, pick a seat, who doesn’t...well, you know your way out the door.’
 
 I immediately looked down at Cole, but he just raised an arm above his head, wrapping it around my thigh, signaling me that we were staying.
 
 Everything seemed to have organized itself at Treyton’s command. In just a few minutes, the music was just a murmur in the background. The guests were either getting comfortable on the sofas and couches or getting their coats to walk out the door.
 
 What a party pooperI thought to myself since I was sure that if Cam or any of them was still in the mood for partying, the music wouldn’t stop until the morning.
 
 ‘You’re a dipshit,’ Cam laughed. ‘Learn to fucking share and don’t fucking ruin all of our moods.’
 
 Treyton didn’t answer, just turned towards the girl by his side ‘Leave.’ He didn’t have to tell her twice. The girl just evaporated into thin air as he walked towards the door, where stopping a brunette on her way out he called to her, ‘Are you going somewhere?’ I guess not, since that one seemed to obey his command, and two minutes later was searching for his tonsils with her tongue while straddling him on a sofa.
 
 Who the Kings of Emerald City want to fuck, the kings got! This seemed to be the main rule in this place.
 
 ‘What was that about?’ I asked Cole, since I didn’t really make any sense of what had happened.
 
 ‘Treyton is bashing out over that Irina chick. She likes Zale’s dick better than his,’ he laughed, gently moving his head against my lap.
 
 He was right. Irina was sitting on the couch next to Zale, running her hand up and down over his tattoos, while he barely acknowledged her existence. Except for a satisfied smirk beaming on his face! Not because of the overly zealous company, but because he managed to get to Treyton. Clearly, they had something to share —other than the girl. And I couldn’t care less what that was, as long as it didn’t have to do with our plans.
 
 ‘If we found out what we came here for, why aren’t we leaving with the rest?’ I asked since Cole seemed one step away from dozing off.
 
 ‘How would that look? Me leaving with the first guests? We’re spending the night. Besides, I have some unfinished business with you.’
 
 ‘Go back to sleep,’ I chuckled, without having any idea of his realintentions.