Page 77 of Wicked Games

“Your dad?” he guesses.

I nod and answer the call. “Hello?”

“Killian,” my dad says, his tone clipped. “Do you have anything you want to tell me?”

“I’m guessing I don’t have to tell you and you already know since you’re calling.”

“Tell me anyway,” he says.

“I broke up with Natalie.”

“You mean you cheated on Natalie,” he says. “Killian, you know how that looks?—”

“I didn’t cheat on her. You can’t cheat on someone who’s fucking around on you.”

“What?”

“She’s been fucking around on me for at least a month.”

“Do you have proof?”

“Yes.”

“Lloyd neglected to tell me that part,” he says, some of the hardness coming back to his voice.

“So I’m assuming he also didn’t tell you that his little princess is fucking around with someone who lives across the hall from me?”

“Who?” he asks, his voice ice cold.

“A kid named William Pendleton.”

“Pendleton? Who’s his father?”

“Sheldon Pendleton.”

“That name I know,” he says. “Are the twins with you?”

“They are.”

“Put me on speaker.”

I tap the button and hold my phone out.

“Hi, Uncle Aiden,” the twins say together.

“Hello, boys,” Dad greets. “I hear we have a member who needs to be dealt with.”

“We definitely do,” Jax agrees.

“Can you keep an eye on Junior while we figure out a plan?” he asks. “I want to know what he’s up to, who he’s talking to. Everything.”

“Already got a dossier on him,” Jace says.

“Started it as soon as we found out,” Jax adds.

“Good.” Dad hums, sounding pleased. “Killian?”

“Yes?”

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