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“Why would she run? She’s a lot smarter than you give her credit for Parks.”

He nodded. “Yeah. I know. But she’s a baby in this whole fucking world, and I’m guessing he promised her something that would make her feel useful. Or something like that.”

I needed to do something. Standing here wasn’t doing shit.

“Let’s pay a little visit to my baby brother.”

I’d sent out the news of our engagement this morning before the sun had even thought about coming out. Emilee had been missing for far too long and I needed to do something to bring the attention this direction. I needed her uncle to realize that he was messing with someone far more powerful than Emilee at this point. But with all the logic and planning, the truth was I needed him to know that she was mine, and I was fucking coming for her.

“If we get the news that those are the flight plans and my guys don’t intercept her fast enough, I have a helicopter ready and two planes also ready.”

I refused to think much about the fact my stomach hated me right now. When was the last time I’d eaten?

“Roman, get your head in the game. Where is your brother?”

I blinked and got myself back to the moment.

“His penthouse.”

Parks shoved me toward the car and gave the address. Sometimes I needed the reminder I was human and that, although I was generally the scariest bastard in the room, there were others.

“Thanks,” I said and let my head rest on the back of the seat.

“Look, I don’t know what all happened, but Emilee’s just uniquely her. You’ll make up with her and I know she’ll come to her senses. But first we need to get her back.”

There was no way to put into words that I wasn’t worried about getting her back. I was worried about her not dying. I couldn’t do shit if she died. My mother died. My father had been in a coma for so long I’d forgotten what a bastard he really was. But at the end of the day, in my own way, I loved them.

My brother? I could do without him, and right now he better say all the right words.

* * *

The doorman didn’t even blink an eye as Parks and I stormed to the elevator, taking us to the top floor to visit my brother. The spineless shit that I had grown tired of.

There was no time for pleasantries.

The elevator dinged, and we got out, standing in front of the door.

“He has thirty seconds to answer,” I told Parks, or maybe it was for my own benefit.

He didn’t answer, so I kicked in the door. I knew there was a reason I hadn’t bothered updating the security in his place yet.I didn’t love this building and I didn’t love him.

“Oh, brother of mine,” I yelled into the space.

I followed the very loud and distinct moaning coming from his room.

“Fucking hell, it’s not even noon yet.”

My brother didn’t even stop as he pounded the ass of some bitch tied to his bed.

“Well, well. If it isn’t my big brother.”

At closer inspection, it was more apparent the woman had been crying or maybe was still crying, but her cries were muffled by the gag tied around her head.

“Is she willing, brother?”

My brother might have been an idiot, but there was never a question in my mind that he was most likely morally lacking. I’d just stopped caring, all because he was family. I wasn’t supposed to kill him. Family didn’t mean shit anymore, and I was starting to really question what his purpose was.

“Willing? She wasn’t complaining when the drugs were free. She has to pay some way.”

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