Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
“What about the kid?” Filter asks. “Maybe we can work backward from there.”
“The kid is Mitch,” I grind out. “My baby brother.”
The suite falls into a respectful silence. They all know what Night Giant did to me and plenty of others, including Cove and his sisters, and it’s inevitable he’ll do the same to Mitch.
“Mitch,” Filter echoes. “According to our search, there’s no record of a missing person report or anything. We’d think Night Giant was lying except Dragon spoke to Mitch. It’s suspect that his parents haven’t filed anything with the cops. So we need to talk to your parents and—”
“No,” I clip out. “None of you will be talking to them.”
Koyn flicks his unlit cigarette at me and it bounces off my chest. “Don’t make this difficult, Dragon. We need to find out why they haven’t reported your brother missing. This could be vital in leading us to him.”
I snap my head his way. “There’s a reason why I’ve kept this life from them. Nothing changes where that’s concerned.”
“I’ll do it,” Cove says.
“Do what?” Koyn demands.
“Talk to his parents. Nees and I both can. We’re young and can pretend to be Mitch’s friends, who are worried about him.” He glances over at me. “What do you think?”
I sweep my stare over Cove’s angelic features. My mother would eat him up. Throw a Polo on him and give him a fuckboy hairstyle and he’s golden. Nees is a bit of a douchebag, but most of my rich-ass friends were back in the day, especially Donte.
“That will work,” I agree, unable to pull my gaze from his supple lips. “They can find out when he was last seen and with whom.”
Cove’s lips curve into a pleased smile. It’s so soft and unexpected, I can’t help but stare. I reach up and brush my fingers over his mouth, unfortunately stealing his smile in the process.
“Anyway,” Koyn drawls out, irritation dripping from his tone. “We’ll split up. Some of us can keep hunting here on the computers, a few of us will go around town to interrogate locals, and the rest can wait outside for Nees and BP.”
After Koyn assigns everyone to their jobs, I take Filter, Nees, and Cove with me. We take Hadley’s Tahoe since it’s the nicest vehicle in the bunch and head to the high-end part of town to get these guys some new clothes.
“I’ll wait in here,” Filter says from behind the wheel. “Daddy can take you two shopping.”
Nees smacks him in the head before he climbs out. I bite back a laugh because it’s funny as fuck. Cove leans forward before exiting and pokes Filter in the shoulder.
“Hurt my sister and I’ll kill you,” Cove growls. “She’s not a fuck toy.”
Filter scowls at him. “Fuck off, kid.”
“It’s a promise,” Cove hisses. “A motherfucking promise.”
“You couldn’t hurt me if you tried,” Filter snaps back.
“No,” I say with a calm but cutting edge to my voice, “but I could. Respect my fucking boyfriend.”
“Jesus,” Filter utters. “Are you shitting me right now?”
“I’m not your boyfriend,” Cove snarls, aiming his anger toward me now.
“He is,” I say to Filter. “And if you hurt his sister, I’ll hurt you. End of fucking discussion.”
Cove, clearly annoyed by my intervening, climbs out of the Tahoe and storms to one of the shops. I follow after him, smirking. He can be pissy all he wants. It only serves to make my dick hard.
“Not open until ten,” Nees says, pointing at the door. “We’ll have to wait.”
Through the glass, a snotty saleswoman ignores us. Not happening. If Mom were here, they’d open the door and let us shop early. I tap on the glass over and over again until she finally makes her way over to us.
“Let us in,” I say through the glass. “We have shit to buy.”
She purses her lips and frowns. “We don’t open until ten, sir.”
“Make an exception.”
“I can’t, sir. Now if you don’t leave, I’ll be forced to call the cops.”
I fish out my wallet and yank out my metal black AMEX card, just one of the many I have under different aliases. One of the perks to being in Koyn’s MC club is that we’re all loaded as fuck. We’ve all got money coming out of our ears because Koyn and Bermuda are geniuses when it comes to computers and funneling money into our coffers.
The woman’s eyes widen in shock. “But, sir…”
“There’s a huge tip waiting for you at the end of this. Just let us the fuck in, woman.”
Cove shoves me away and smiles at her. “I’m going to meet my boyfriend’s parents and I want to look nice. I’m bringing my buddy with me. We need to look expensive. Like we belong and we’re on a time crunch. Can you please help us?”
Of course his angelic charm would do the trick.