“Sit,” Jared snapped. “Brock needs another man on to help with the security detail on a human rights advocate.” Jared moved his hand toward Javier. “And, Colin, find Adelia. Straighten this out with Mayhem. Get them to talk it out, find their money, whatever the hell.They’re not going to slaughter their own.”
“They might,” Colin said under his breath. That was how much trust he had in Mayhem.
“Then make sure they don’t,” Brock added. “Without involving us.”
Titan Group was hands off when it came to Mayhem, and he didn’t want to know why.
Colin pushed from the war room table, curtly nodding at Brock and Jared, leaving the chair out if Javier wanted it,and told Parker he’d be in contact later.
Maryland with Adelia was better than Connecticut with Gloria Astor, sitting outside of some swank party anyway. He threw the door open and slammed it on the way out.
But no matter how pissed he was at Javier and worried he was for Adelia, Colin couldn’t kick the feeling that the room of men who should always trust him had an ounce of doubt.