Page 147 of Wicked Games

“Yes and no. They found him, but he was already dead.”

“Suicide?” Jace asks.

Jax shakes his head. “Not unless he shot himself in the back of the head at a downward angle.”

“Sounds like someone was cleaning up loose ends and wasn’t pleased he fucked up,” Jace says thoughtfully. “Does Felix know about this?”

“I don’t think so. He never said anything,” I say.

“I doubt he does,” Jax says. “I only found out about it last night when I was doing some more digging after you told me about this meeting. They did everything they could to keep it under wraps.”

“I don’t know about you,” Jace says. “But I feel like we just sent a lamb into a slaughterhouse. People have killed for a lot less money than his uncle is going to get if Felix dies. He’s the only person on this earth who has that kind of motivation to make sure Felix doesn’t live to see twenty-five.”

Fear snakes through my chest, and I pull my phone out of my pocket to text him.

Killian: do whatever you have to do to get out of there NOW

I stare at the screen, waiting for my text to be read.

Instead of an answer, all three of our phones light up and buzz with an SOS message from Felix’s phone.

My heart is in my throat as I open the message and check the tracking. He’s still in the house, and by the looks of it, he’s on the main floor on the eastern side of the building.

“How the fuck are we going to get in there without having a SWAT team come down on us?” Jace asks as I’m about to shove the car door open.

“Don’t know, don’t care.”

Jax grabs my arm and stops me. “Don’t be a dumbass,” he chastises. “You don’t even have a weapon. What good are you going to be if you get yourself killed? You think he’s going to be okay without you?”

That stops my panic, and I let go of the door.

He’s right. Rushing in there is only going to get me killed, and I can’t protect Felix if I’m dead.

Now that I’m thinking clearer, I grab the gun and suppressor that are stashed in the glove box and pull another out of the holster under my seat. When I’ve got both guns, I quickly screw on the suppressors as Jax frees Jace’s laptop from the seat pocket and puts it on Jace’s lap.

Jace isn’t wearing his sling anymore, and he grimaces as he opens his laptop and types in his code to unlock it.

“This would be so much easier if that fucker hadn’t shot me,” he mutters, his movements jerky and unnatural as he types.

“Can you get in?” Jax asks as he frees a gun from a compartment in his door and mounts the suppressor.

Jace nods. “Just need a second to override this, and another to shut this down.” He clicks a few keys. “Ha, I’m in. For someone who’s like, really evil, he’s not all that concerned with his security system. I just need to do a few little tweaks here.” He pauses, presumably to do whatever those tweaks are. “And put this on a loop.” There’s another pause. “And reset this.” Anotherquick pause. “And voilà.” He grins triumphantly. “His system is now my bitch, and we’re almost good to go. It doesn’t look like anyone’s on patrol, so it’s gonna be a full house in there.”

It takes everything in me to wait as Jace links his phone with his computer, then shoves the phone into his brother’s hands. “You’re on point. I can’t fuck shit up and play Oracle with my arm.”

“I’ve got you, bro.” Jax checks something on the phone, then looks between us. “Let’s do this.”

He doesn’t need to tell me twice, and the three of us scramble out of the car.

I hand Jace the extra gun and wait for Jax’s orders.

As much as I want to just bust in there with guns blazing, that will only get us killed, even with control of the security system.

Jax checks the phone, then gives us a quick nod.

We fall into step behind him and make a beeline for the side of the house. Once we’re next to it, Jax leads us down the side of the property, keeping us close to the wall and ducking under windows to stay out of sight.

I’m so antsy it’s hard not to break formation and just run into the house so I can get to Felix right fucking now, but I stay in position. This is why Jax is in charge. I’m too emotional, and I’ll end up getting us all killed if I give in to my urges and ignore my common sense and instincts.

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