Page 81 of Bedlam
“Ah, same ol, same ol. How’ve you boys been?” He asks, and I laugh.
“Same shit, different day, Rico. Show us what you got.” I say as he keys in the code and pops the latches, opening the case. Two brand new custom black pistols, lined with red diamonds from my collection and Jade’s name engraved.Fucking gorgeous, just like her.
“They’re perfect Rico, please give Vasalise my love.” I say and he nods.
“You know her and those diamonds.” He says and I laugh.
“I know. I have the same obsession. It’s why we work well together.” I say and he nods, looking over at Jameson.
“You ready for case number two?” Rico asks and Jameson nods as Rico unlocks the next case and our eyes both light up at the contents inside.
“Holy shit, Jameson. I thought this was a lost cause.” I say, and he shakes his head.
“Nope, our girl looked too damn sexy to not have this wrapped around her neck constantly.” He admits, causing me to laugh.
“This is true. It’s perfect.” I say, and Jameson agrees. Reaching in the trunk, I grab the duffel and hand it to Rico, shaking his hand.
“It’s a pleasure doing business with you.” I say as he shakes Jameson's hand.
“We’ll be in touch. Vasalise is working on something else for me.” Jameson says and Rico nods.
“Until next time, boys,” he says, getting back into his car and pulling out. Looking over at Jameson, I raise my brow.
“Fucking spill.” I grit and he takes a deep breath, looking around, making sure we are completely alone.
“First, the Pakhan isn’t dead. I’m not sure who is giving Flynn this information, but it’s false. I also found the location of baby Jaxon and it’s not pretty.” He says.
“That’s it?” I ask ready to punch him in the fucking face.
“No, asshole,” he says and this time I punch him in the arm.
“Well, hurry it the fuck up.” I say and he laughs.
“Something much bigger is going on. My father is MIA, like a ghost. No one can get eyes on him. Someone sent me a time-sensitive email informing me that I am now the primary shareholder of Callaghan Industries and own everything. When I say everything, I mean fucking everything. Even the things I don’t fucking want,” he says and my brows hit my forehead.
“Fuck, Jameson. Fuck.” I say because this is not what he wanted. Not in the least bit.
“Everything I wanted in the fucking contract was all bullshit. He trapped me, and now I’ll never get out from underneath him, but there’s more,” he says, and I furrowmy brow, grumbling under my breath.
"Not only did my father go against The Aces for trying to killing Jade the first time, but when she was supposedly ‘seen’ at a bar, he ordered someone to kill her again, except it wasn't her. It was Marsela.” I gasp as he continues. “And this is the kicker. Dario, you will never guess who it was who dragged the knife across her neck thinking it was our girl.” He says as my eyes go wide.
“Who was it?” I ask, and Jameson shakes his head as his hands turn into fists.
“How did we all miss this shit the whole time?” He shakes his head but keeps going on. “Between the stalker, and the blood on the wall, D’mitri’s helper and now my father's brand new puppet. How did we miss it?” He yells.
“Well, who the fuck was it?” I shout, pushing him as he gets in my face.
“Harrison fucking Monty.” He growls.
Holy fucking shit.
fifty-five
Valentine's Day
Jade
Hearing my bedroom door open later that night has me reaching for my knife, but Spade pulls me closer to him as Jameson climbs in bed behind him and Dario slides in front of me.