Page 58 of Midnight Legacy

“Should we leave it?” I asked.

Xavier studied his phone, his jaw tight. “I think we should risk it. Dante being here is making certain fractions nervous. Maybe he’s visited here and they’re tracking his movements?”

“They haven’t been at any of the other locations,” Jordan snapped, his mood dark and snarly.

Xavier frowned, pushing his sunglasses on top of his head. “What is your fucking problem today?”

Jordan’s gaze slid to me. “Women are my problem today.”

Obviously, Megan had crawled out of her sub role and decided to give him a hard time.

“It’s your own fault for making her think you were someone else,” I retaliated. “I ran when I saw your scary side.”

I swear the arrogant shit growled at me.

“I also came back because Xavier reminded me why I belonged to him. Maybe you should remind her why she should stay with you. Stop being a dick and freezing her out.”

Jordan opened his mouth, but a dark look from Xavier made him snap it shut again. The two guys were so busy eyeballing each other, they didn’t see the men emerging from the building. I tugged Xavier and Jordan’s arms, hauling them back into the shadows. Their gazes followed where mine was stuck.

“Motherfucker,” Jordan fumed, his back turning slightly so they didn’t see his face.

When eyes turned in our direction, I slipped my arms around Xavier’s neck and turned his head toward me, pouting to demand a kiss.

His father might not recognise him from this distance, but if he was standing face-on he definitely would. Luckily both men were dressed differently than they normally were, so most of their associates wouldn’t see them at first glance.

“What the fuck is my dad doing here?” Xavier said against my lips, playing along.

“No idea, but I recognised his butler first. Who is the other man with him?”

“Another Council member.”

The web of lies and deceit seemed to grow thicker every day. Xavier’s father was supposed to be on a business trip to America. He wasn’t due back until next week.

Jordan wandered off down the street with his head down and his hands in his pockets. His stance made him look smaller and less of a threat. He barely resembled the man I knew.

Xavier and I moved in the opposite direction, his arm slung lazily over my shoulder to tuck me against him. The tension in his body made me nervous, but he reverted to his role of tourist, pointing at the map. His phone pinged a few minutes later.

“Looks like the coast is clear. The security details must have been here for them,” Xavier said. “Let’s get in and out and away from here before anyone realises.”

My heart beat a staccato rhythm in my chest, my palms sweaty. Xavier wandered into the building as if he belonged there. Our dress code was definitely not appreciated as we garnered a few hostile looks. Without a word he slid the key across the desk at the counter.

“We require two keys,” the man drawled, his eyes running over me.

I placed mine beside the other one.

The man studied them sitting there for several seconds. “It’s an old box, I’ll need to send down for it.”

Xavier shrugged as if he had all the time in the world. “We can wait.”

The hairs on the back of my neck prickled and I crept closer to Xavier.

“Is there a problem?” Ash’s voice sounded in our ears.

“Maybe,” Xavier replied, turning his back to the man at the counter.

“Their security system is a bitch to try and get into. I would probably need Jay’s hacker skills to get in,” Ash replied. “What’s their problem?”

Xavier removed his phone from his pocket and started typing.

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