Page 102 of Prey

Everything happened pretty quicklyafter that.

Ryleigh handed over the phone number that had been used to text her dad and the fucking Mayor about this to us. I was sure Dominic would want Kai to look it over, but I wouldn't be surprised if the number belonged to a fucking burner phone.

This drop would have been fucking huge. It was one of the few times we were distributing goods overseas, and somehow those fucking bastards found out about this?

We already suspected a rat in the ranks. This just fucking confirmed it. Only, I had no fucking clue who it might be or how they even got pledged in the first place.

Dominic, Micah, and I parked a fair distance from the port.

We stood in front of Dominic's car, a humongous SUV that fit the man well.

We didn't take our bikes since that would have drawn too much attention.

Fuck all that would have done for us.

Ryleigh sat in her car, parked next to us, with a sort of desolated look in her eyes that I wanted to fucking kill to take away.

This wasn't something I could kill to resolve.

My fists clenched at my sides, and we watched men in uniform move through the port.

They wouldn't find a fucking thing.

We made sure of that.

Beside me, Dominic laughed in disbelief. I was sure there was a part of him that didn't believe Ryleigh had been telling the truth.

This proved she was.

As much as I hated her pain over betraying her father, I was so fucking proud.

She was fucking mine.

I owned every aspect of this tiny girl, including her loyalty.

And this shit just made it easier for Dominic to see things from my side.

Dominic turned to me, his eyes glimmering.

“I could fucking kill you for keeping this from me,” he said.

“You could,” I agreed. “But you're not gonna. Where else would you find such a kickass VP.”

He grinned. “You're fucking lucky I'm in a good mood. Don't want to have to mess up your pretty face and scare the girl.”

“You think I'm pretty?”

He thumped me on the back. “What happened totaking careof her?”

“Iam,” I said, knowing that wasn't what he meant. But it was the only way it would be.

“I'd much rather not talk about my brother's sex life, if you don't mind,” Micah said, speaking up for the first time.

I turned to him. He had been on my side since the start, yet I still didn't know how accepting he was of my relationship with Ryleigh. Even now.

“Are we good?” I asked them.

Micah nodded, and Dominic patted me on the back once more before turning to Ryleigh.

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