Page 51 of Dark Endures

Get it together. Maddox isn’t flirting with you. He just wants a rematch. “Sounds good. And thank you, that was the best meal I’ve had in a while.” Which is saying a lot since the tacos tonight were pretty amazing. I climb out of the oh-so-comfortable chair and watch Maddox’s eyes change from friendly and jovial to dark and steamy…

My sweater!!!! I slipped it off my shoulders sometime during the game because I was going to sweat to death.

What do I do?

Act like it’s nothing, and it will be nothing. “I better get back to work.”

Maddox doesn’t say a word as I walk back to change. My fifteen-minute warning alarm goes off. That means we played chess for three hours.

Three hours felt like fifteen minutes.

Rehab

Maddox

Mindy beat me at chess last night! How didn’t I see that coming?

Because she doesn’t act like a nerd.

But I don’t either. Do I?

Last night was the most fun I’ve had in… forever. Never have I spent so much time not talking, yet feeling like I got to know a woman so well.

Seeing Mindy in that dress…

Now is not the time to think about your employee like that. You have work to do. The Street won’t run itself.

Did she wear that dress for me? She couldn’t have. Mindy didn’t know I was going to invite her for a meal. And she hid it behind a giant sweater.

Who did she wear it for? The idea of her wearing that for another man makes me—

My phone rings with a blocked number. “What?”

Sasha answers, “We found your kids. I’m sending you the address now.”

The line goes dead.

He’s a chatty kid.

The message comes through. They’re in Silent Valley right by the Children of Chaos.

My phone rings again. Havoc’s name pops up on the screen. It seems that both of them found Jordan at the same time. “What’s up?”

“Got your kid and his brother, Levi. The brother isn’t in a good way. He’s looking for his next hit and terrified at the same time. What do you want us to do?”

It would be so much easier to take Jordan and walk away. “Hold them both.”

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The Children of Chaos didn’t bother spending time or money on the outside of their compound. Chain-link fences and a few barebones warehouses complete the prison vibes they have going on. Their one decoration is a Children of Chaos flag attached to the walls by silver axes.

Such a friendly, welcoming group.

A guard opens the gate, revealing a line of motorcycles. That’s where they spend their money, it seems.

Rogue walks up as we step out. “We’ve got them back in holding.”

“How are they?”

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