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“No one’s making you. You can stay with me until we figure something else out.”
“Stone won’t let me back in the door tonight and you know it,” she grumbled, looking dejected. “Why does he hate me so much? I’m not going to report you to the authorities or anything.”
Zavier smirked, leaning back to get comfortable as he crossed his arms.
“Stone’s always got a stick up his ass. He’s probably just freaked out that there’s a hot chick around and he doesn’t know how to handle it. If he boots you out, you can come and stay with me in the Heights.”
“Not happening,” I grunted, giving him a dirty look as I released Penn’s hand. “She’s staying with me.”
“I’m loving this kidnapping roleplay you’ve got going on. Do you tie her up in the basement?”
Penn laughed, giving me a wink. “You bet he does. I love the sponge baths and the dry crackers he allows me.”
“I like her,” Zavier answered, rapping his knuckles on the table absently. “Are you guys coming to the track tonight? Reid’s racing against Riley.”
“Yeah, we’ll be there. Penn’s never been before so we’re bringing her along too.”
“You guys suck at kidnapping,” Zavier deadpanned, and Penn gave me a look.
“Told you.”
“Shut up and finish your food or I’ll put you back in the basement,” I joked, getting to my feet, “Lopez, I need to talk with you about something.”
Thankfully Zavier got to his feet without argument, following me outside where he gave me a grin.
“Can’t find a girl who will put up with your shit, so you kidnapped one?”
“Bite me. It’s a mess and Stone’s not fucking happy. It’s Drake’s fault, he told her our names and gave us no choice but to take her with us.” I looked through the window to see that Drake had moved to sit beside her, his arm around her shoulders as he showed her something on his phone. She took it from his hands and I found myself tensing.
What if she ran and called someone?
My phone buzzed and I pulled it from my pocket, smiling slightly as Drake’s name popped up on the screen. Apparently they’d been taking silly selfies in the five seconds we’d been gone.
I sent them one back of me flipping them the middle finger, and my eyes glancing up to watch them as they received it, Penn breaking out into a fit of giggles.
“Damn, you’ve got it bad, Lennox,” Zavier observed, moving to stand beside me to watch them too. “How’s Knox handling it?”
“He’s not, he’s stomping around as much as Stone. Drake’s obsessed with her,” I answered, turning to face him. “How did you know she’s from Kingslake? We didn’t even know she existed. Word on the street is she’s dead.”
“Whitlock’s are a huge part of Kingslake and that particular circle of rich pricks are big in the underground scene. I’ve dealt with them before. I knew Louis Whitlock had a daughter in his big-ass castle, there’s talk about it. Kept her locked up like a dog, right?” he murmured, waiting for me to nod before continuing. “He’s been trying to marry her off. Her name crossed Lavaro’s desk a time or two. He almost bought her.”
Ander Lavaro had run illegal street races for a long time, but now he mainly focused on selling drugs. He kept his business out of Ashburn Valley since he had connections with some of the Donovans.
“He’d buy a fucking person in the skin trade?” I demanded, but Zavier rolled his eyes.
“It would’ve gotten her out of there, you know he wouldn’t touch her. I expected her to be kind of weak and shy but she seems fine.”
“She’s not fine but we’re going to fix that. I’m not letting her go back to that place,” I said sharply. “He was smacking her around too.”
“Did Knox do that to Drake’s face?” he asked with a hum.
“Stone did. Drake snuck her out of her room last night so they could watch movies and eat pizza. She made Stone stop and patched Drake up.”
“She got between Drake and Stone’s fist? Does she have Stockholm Syndrome or something? She’s not supposed to like you guys.”
“She packed a bag and came willingly. Do you know much else about her? We can’t find shit since ours is all electronic. I’m guessing he kept as much about her off the web as possible, but you have a foot in the door with those pricks.”
He eyed me for a second before shrugging. “I only know what you do. I’ll do some digging if you want? I’ll see what I can find,” he offered. He was a sly fucker when he wanted to be so I didn’t doubt him.
