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“You don’t get to make that decision, Axl. This arrangement is more important than whatever control that bitch has over your dick.”

“You’d better watch what you call my girl.” I stare at myself in the mirror. “You can guess what I’ve done to others who’ve fucked with her.” He might be my father, but that doesn’t protect him from me doing what’s necessary if he tries to take her from me.

There’s a pause and then a long breath. “This isn’t a request, Axl. The deal is done. Even if we have to do it the hard way.”

I pull the phone away from my ear and end the call. Fuck him.

He can try whatever he wants, and if I have to show him how fucking serious I am, then that’s what I’ll do.

I take a long breath and push this shit out of mind. It’s done, as far as I’m concerned. My heathen needs me right now. And I’ll always choose her.

CHAPTER 29

AXL

The building I’m watching with the guys is a rental property two miles from the Carter estate. One of six belonging to an LLC that Crew traced back to a shell company registered in Delaware. On paper, it looks clean—just another rental property in the portfolio. But the properties appear to be used for dealings the Sinclairs want us to look into.

We’ve been sitting in the dark for three hours. Priest is sitting on his bike, cleaning his nails with a blade. Crew and Kase are parked a block away, watching the exits on the other side.

It’s looking more and more like David Carter has something to do with this, which would explain why the Sinclairs wouldn’t trust Justin anywhere near it. In the weeks since the Sinclairs gave us this assignment, we’ve spent most of our time at the remote cabin doing research or staking out buildings associated with the Ravens of interest from the original list.

I pull out my phone and check the camera feed from our suite. She’s exactly how I left her. Her chest on the bed with her knees beneath her. She has her thighs tied together with a belt and her arms are out in front of her, bound to the headboard. From this view, I can see the plug in her ass. I push the button on the app in my phone and watch her squirm. That isn’t a regular plug, it’s designed to tease her. My girl is going to be soaked for me and ready to beg when I get there.

I told her I was fucking that ass as soon as I returned home. Leaving her tied up there was the best option. I’d rather know she’s tied up in our bed instead of wandering the house listening to more bullshit from Tracy. I haven’t heard from my father again, but I also know he isn’t ready to drop the issue.

My cock stirs just watching the feed. I turn off the device in her ass and lock my phone before shoving it back in my pocket.

“Is she where you left her?” Priest smirks at me, then continues with his blade.

I shove his shoulder. “Ready and fucking waiting.”

“We have movement over here.” Crew’s voice comes through my earpiece, interrupting whatever smartass thing Priest might have said next. “There’s a black sedan pulling into the side entrance.”

I lift the long-range camera and focus on the car. David Carter steps out of the driver’s side in one of his power suits. He adjusts his cuffs and walks around to the passenger door.

The girl he pulls out can’t be much older than eighteen. She’s thin, wearing a short party dress, and she doesn’t look at him when he grips her arm and steers her toward the side door. She keeps her eyes on the ground and follows David’s lead.

Fuck.

I press the shutter, and the camera clicks six times before they disappear inside.

“Got him. And the girl he has with him.” I want to beat the shit out of the fucker.

Priest taps his blade on the handlebars. “Should we fucking go in there?”

“Dane said not to engage yet. We have to plan this out. The woman could be from Velum.” I get why he wants to go running in there if there are captives. None of us like the idea of men taking women as sex slaves. Paying for a willing partner isn’t the same crime as keeping someone against their will, and I need to know which one this is before we move.

“Crew, get the plates on that sedan and run them tonight. Just in case.” I lower the camera and rest it against my thigh. “We’ll comb through every bit of information we have about this building. And we’ll come back with more tech to determine how many people are inside and where they’re at.”

“Got it. There’s nothing else on our side.” Crew confirms.

Priest slides his blade back into his boot and crosses his arms over his chest. “So we sit here with our dicks in our hands while Daddy Carter does whatever the fuck he wants in there.”

“We sit here until Dane tells us otherwise.” I check the time on my phone. We’ve been out here long enough, and I’ve got somewhere to be. “I’m not blowing this because you’re bored.”

“I’m not letting this bullshit slide because you’re fucking the man’s daughter.”

“Fuck you, Priest,” I shout at him. “Do you think I give a fuck what happens to David fucking Carter?”