Page 47 of Dark Encounter
And yet he was wrong in that she would ask me to choose her over my syndicate. She'd never do that. She respected who I was and what I had to do enough not even to ask questions.
She was perfect for me, but it was over. It had to be.
I picked up the phone and dialed Nate's number. He picked up on the second ring.
"What's up, man?"
"Did you know that Cole was following me, keeping tabs for my old man?"
"No, but why does this surprise you, Erik? Your father isn't willing to part with anything he calls his own.Thisis the fucking reason I ran from you all those years ago. He's possessive. Of course, he's got Cole following you. Why wouldn't he? You're hanging out every afternoon in a goddamn library and falling in love with the wrong type of woman."
"I'm going to break his fucking neck."
"Your father?"
"No. Cole Matthenson. I might break yours too for bringing the bastard to my house last week."
"Let's meet up at Kadia later tonight. We'll get him up there and figure this shit out."
"Erik." Kane stuck his head into the room.
"What?" I barked and pulled the phone from my face, throwing it across the room.
"I found another one of those fuckers that stole from your father. We'll put a hit on him tomorrow. You down?"
"Yes." I stood up and took a long breath. "I need to let off some steam."
"Sex or death. Both tie for my favorites."
"Death sounds much less involved." I turned and walked to the window in my bedroom, letting my eyes move across the beautifully sunny day. The nightmare about Grace rolled over me again, and I set myself right.
One more time in her arms, buried in her body and then I was done... for good.
