Page 28 of Coup De Grâce
His lips thinned as he looked up from the tracker. “I don’t know. It’s too soon to say.”
“Knight, what do you know about what he’s doing?”
He slammed the tracker shut, shaking his head. “It’s best if you don’t know.”
“That’s what you keep saying, but I think we’re past the point of keeping me in the fucking dark!” I snapped, getting to my feet. “He’s my husband. I deserve to know what’s going on!”
“He wouldn’t want you to know,” Knight snapped.
“Yeah, well, there’s a lot he wouldn’t want for me, including having me go out of my mind while I wait here for the smallest scrap of news about what the fuck is going on!”
“Eva—”
Anger surged inside me as he took that placating tone with me. Suddenly, I was no longer a mom or a wife. I was back in those days of being on the run, fighting my own corner because no one would do it for me. Only, I was no longer weak. I was trained and ready to take on anyone who pissed me off.
Including the man who was supposed to be family.
My knives were in my hand before I could think about it, and one was pressed to Knight’s throat. “Don’t fucking tell me to stay out of this. I will not sit on the sidelines anymore while Cash is out there doing God knows what in the name of fucking protecting his family. This is no longer his decision.”
I knew Knight could disarm me in a flash, but he didn’t. He studied my eyes, and he seemed to find whatever he was lookingfor. Ever so slowly, Knight wrapped his hand around my wrist holding the knife, and lowered it to my side.
“Alright. No more secrets.”
“No more secrets,” I repeated, making sure he understood just how pissed I was. “Start at the beginning.”
10
MICHAEL
Flint walked over to me,shaking his head as he watched the events play out on the news. Cash hadn’t done it, just as I suspected, and now there would be retribution.
“I thought you said he was good.”
I gritted my teeth, pissed that I was in this position. “He is.”
“Then why the fuck did our other man have to pull the trigger?”
Because Cash was too fucking moral. It didn’t matter if he had joined the Shadow Government to take it down. There was a line he wouldn’t cross, and taking out President Codi was apparently that line.
I turned away from the TV and poured myself a drink, desperately needing it. After all I had sacrificed for the job, this was the last straw. My daughter had been forced into a life of hell, and I couldn’t do a damn thing about it without the support of the Shadow Government.
“He has my fucking daughter!” I shouted, my whole body shaking in rage. “She was off limits, and you know that.”
“Zavala is a loose cannon,” Dagger said. “There’s no fucking way we could predict what he would do.”
“Predict, no, but we can sure as hell stop him from turning my baby girl into a?—”
I gasped for air as the pain of my situation struck hard. My little girl, so fucking full of life, was now in that monster’s hands. I knew evil resided in every element of our lives, but that’s why I signed up— to make sure that evil was controlled. There was no stopping it, no preventing it from happening, but I could minimize the damage.
Except, I couldn’t save my own daughter.
I fell to my knees, broken, barely a man at this point. My heart ached with every day that passed. All I wanted was to get her back, to stop my wife from suffering any further, but I couldn’t even accomplish that. With all my contacts, there wasn’t a damn thing I could do.
“Please,” I begged, tears welling in my eyes. “She’s innocent.”
Dagger turned, his face blank. “We’ve all made sacrifices, Shadow. This doesn’t work unless we all feel the pain.”
“Not like this,” I argued. “Not in that monster’s hands.”
