Page 143 of Heartless
Chapter Thirty-Six—Big mouth syndrome
Jake
After our run, Sile and I entered the penthouse.He’d crashed here last night because Cam was coming to our sports bar to introduce us to her woman.Heading straight to the fridge, I tagged two bottles of water and tossed one to him.
He uncapped his water and drank it.“When’s your new guy starting?”
After the cemetery fuckup, I’d hired a female bodyguard who’d be able to get in places Ruiz couldn’t.
“A week ago.She’ll be at the bar tonight.”
His chin jerked.“Talk to me.”
It’d been two weeks since I’d last held Sienna.Morrison hadn’t come out of his house.Neither Joel, nor the jackals had approached her.Two weeks during which I hadn’t been able to fucking sleep.
The bottle crackled in my fist.“The Morrison bitches visited her at work.”
“Who?”
“Roe, Cecily, and Kimmy.”
He whistled low.“The fucking triad.”
After I’d summed up what had happened, and Sienna wanting to take some distance, Sile nodded slowly.“That’d do it.”
“I’ve given her two weeks.I’m done.”
At that, he straightened up.“What’s the plan?”
“Make her mine.Make her happy.”
“’Bout fucking time, Jakey,” he drawled.
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The elevator doorsopened on the underground car park, and I headed toward my car.Sienna’s parking space was empty.Twenty minutes ago, Ruiz had texted me she’d left for the bar.Later, another text had come through, this time from Sile to tell me she’d safely arrived.
