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“Mr. Adley suggests you give him a call. He also requested I give you this warning: Turn over the Progeny, or every single one of you will die, and so will every person you know and love.”
He pauses, still holding the card and looking at me expectantly. In a stunned daze, I take the card. The window rolls shut as the car drives away as I stand there dumbstruck.
Progeny?
Is he talking about Six?
Epilogue
Bennet
Trying to maintain my usual aloofness, I stare down the two guards waiting to escort me into the building. Considering these are the guys my father uses to do all his dirty work, I know I’m in trouble here. I steel myself and make a point not to look towards Jackson, who followed me here like an idiot. Acknowledging him will only put him in more danger.
Head raised, I address them like it was any other day, as if I didn’t know they were here to fuck me over and make my life hell.
“Gentlemen.” They don’t respond to my curt greeting, opening the door to escort me inside.
I don’t bother making small talk as we walk down the marble hallway to the elevator. Staring straight ahead, I try to maintain a relaxed pose, my heart beating uncontrollably as the elevator reaches the top level.
The elevator doors open into a lavish sitting area, with more marble and glass and uncomfortably fashionable modern furniture. The receptionist is nowhere to be seen, the whole building suspiciously empty. The guards escort me into my father’s office, where he is sitting behind his pretentiously large desk.
Before I have a chance to sit, I’m relieved of my phone, keys, and wallet. I won’t be able to warn them! I cover my panic with feigned incredulity.
“Why is all of this necessary?”
My father doesn’t address me until the two guards position themselves on either end of the room.
His eyes narrow. “Where is she?”
“I’m not sure who you mean.” There is zero doubt in my mind he knows I’m lying.
He sneers. “Don’t fuck around, Bennet. You have no idea what a headache that girl has caused me, how much money she has cost me, because she got smart enough to break free.”
There’s no point in responding, he clearly has proof I was with her. Beyond that, he has nothing. He hasn’t figured out where I took her yet. His growing anger is proof his goons are neither smart nor capable enough to trace my activity or whereabouts.
He tosses something heavy into my lap. A long-range camera, splattered with blood.
Fuck. Vince.
I don’t allow my face to show any sign of being affected by this new development, shrugging.
“I noticed some financial discrepancies in our records, so I followed up on them. There’s nothing official in our books about the warehouse operation, and you never told me about it. It’s part of my job to protect your company from embezzlement. I only figured out you were involved yesterday, when Vince informed me that he saw you there.”
“Then why was he still there last night, sneaking around with his damn camera?”
“He must have seen something worth interest. It’s not like I can ask him now, can I?” My tone suggests I don’t give a damn about the man that lost his life, but Vince was a good guy and a damn good asset.
“Enough about the PI, tell me where she is.” His temper is hanging on by a thread, his hands clenched on top of the desk.
I stare directly in his poisonous green eyes, challenging him. “Maybe try telling me who exactly you are referring to.”
He loses it.
“TELL ME WHERE THE FUCKING PROGENY IS OR SO HELP ME GOD, I’LL BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT AND LEAVE YOUR BODY FOR THE CLEANERS!”
His face is so red it’s almost purple, his chin quivering, bottom lip wet with spit. The man is vibrating with fury. I’ve never seen him this angry, not even when I watched him beat my mother to death. At this moment, I know exactly how much danger I am in.
“Progeny?” I question, legitimately confused.
