Page 59 of Revenge of a Queen

Ash huffs in exasperation, “Do not start with me, Logan.”

Logan holds his hands up in mock defense, “Oh, don’t worry, I have my sights set somewhere else now,” he teases as he slides his gaze over to Lincoln causing him to blush.

Ash snorts, “Of fucking course you’ve got your eye on the help,” his tone completely dark and accusing, causing Lincoln to snap his gaze over to him.

“Is it so hard to believe someone would, dark prince?” he stares at him so intensely, showing his cards a little, as we all get a glimpse of how much of an effect Asher has on him. I wonder how Ash feels about that.

“Oh, dark prince, I like that,” Logan wiggles his brows. “I could be the filling in this flirty sandwich you guys have going on,” he gestures between the two of them. I notice Lincoln blush at just the idea of both of them and decide to jump in and save him.

“Cut the shit, we have got enough shit to be worrying about without you two jibing at one another,” I fume at them.

Logan stares at Ash and Linc one more time before bringing his attention back to me, “Fine!” he huffs out, “Bring me up to speed of what happened over the weekend.”

“He knows what you do?” Lincoln questions me.

Logan snorts, “I thought you said he was smart?” He turns back to Linc, “Don’t let my obvious good looks and flirty nature confuse you, Mr. Blackwell. I am lethal in everything I do. Do you really think I would let my sister go off to war without being a soldier by her side?” his tone is unusually dark.

I watch as Lincoln soaks in his words, dissecting them until they process through his dark and wonderful mind. There is a tense minute of silence before Linc nods at him which is like his version of approval. Fuck me, it looks like Logan is joining the team officially.

I look at Asher who is watching Logan and Lincoln’s interaction without emotion, but something in his eye is unfamiliar to me. It’s like he is trying to see what makes them both tick at the same time, as trying to work out how to end them.

“Ash, what have you got?” I question him just to break the tension in the room. His eyes snap to me before he takes a deep breath and speaks.

“Elliot is officially on the war path after what happened at the docks, he is amping up his guards, and doubled the amount of money on your head for you to be brought to him alive,” he looks hesitant as he speaks, and I know there is more as Marcus curses at what he has already said.

“Go on,” I encourage him.

“He has sought the help of Captain Baizen, in getting every piece of information he can find on everyone you know,” he says looking at the three Rebels before adding, “Also, he threatened your parents trying to see if they knew anything about where you are.”

“Well, that’s a waste of his time, like those fucking assholes would know anything about me.”

“You had contact with your sperm donors?” Logan interrupts with his question.

“Unfortunately,” I reply with a grimace, “we followed them on a stake out. Jonathan went into a warehouse on 5th and Middleton. We still don’t have any true information on it, and my mother cornered me while dress shopping.”

“You never told me that,” Marcus snaps, and I huff at his pissy attitude.

“It was before you stopped being an asshole,” I offer him with a smile.

“Ohh, burn,” Jace whispers under his breath for us all to hear and Marcus glares at him.

“Can we fucking focus?” I curse, just as Lily, Logan’s twin enters the room.

“Lils,” I say with a desperate smile hoping to coax more estrogen into this cock fest. She looks up taking in the five guys around me and senses the tension between us all.

“Nope,” she says, before she does a complete one-eighty and leaves without another word. I can’t help but laugh at her.

Jace watches her leave, “She seems…” he pauses, I’m sure trying to find the right word, ‘interesting,’” he finishes.

Logan laughs, “You have no idea.”

I ignore them as I press on, “Seems Captain Baizen is the most pressing issue then,” I muse aloud, as the others bring their attention back to me.

I see the moment Ash knows when I’ve made a decision because his shoulders tense before I even speak, “Well, seems it is time for the Captain of Police and I to have a little chat.” He is going to bleed for every single one of his crimes.

“I’m helping,” Logan cuts in before anyone else can respond to me.

I roll my eyes, “What use is you being here, if you don’t fucking help, Lo?” my tone is sniping but I have far too much coming at us right now to give a shit. The fucker just smirks at his rarely used nickname from me anyway.

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