Page 111 of Pretty When She Breaks
“Then don’t get caught,” Kaos interjected.
I glared at him. Finch’s lashing out wasn’t my fault, and it wasn’t fair for him to take it out on me.
“You think they’re not going to notice that it’s been swapped out? That he’s faking?” I asked.
“That’s a risk we’re going to have to take.” Finch’s voice was firm. He’d made up his mind.
“Please,” I said desperately, squeezing my eyes shut. “Don’t make me do this. Wait for me to find our lead. It’s too risky.”
“That’s not your call to make,” Finch said. “I’m pack lead. This is the plan. You’ll execute it. End of discussion. Understood?”
“Yes,” I said through clenched teeth.
“Good.” Finch flipped a page in his notebook. “I’m making progress with the Lucas pack, and from your dad’s records, we know how much to offer for Ocean. Laurel, you must have enough money to cover that.”
“Sure,” I muttered, too pissed off to really care. “Anything else?”
“No. Kaos?”
“No.”
Finch hung up without even saying goodbye.
“He’s such an asshole.” I muttered.
“Yeah,” Kaos agreed, making me snort.
I grabbed my ramyun cup and awkwardly used thechopsticks to get some more of the noodles. “Come on,” I said with a sigh, standing and pulling Kaos to the kitchen by our handcuffs. “Let’s make this a proper dinner.”
FIFTY-NINE
LAUREL
Kaos sat next to me at the counter, eating the eggs I’d made for us. One of my hands was still cuffed to his, the other resting on his laptop. I felt the cool smoothness under my fingers as I worked up the courage to ask. Something had changed since I’d found out he had been Demon; he’d been acting a lot more relaxed around me. The alpha who had tied me up and slept next to me was gone; instead, he seemed like a playful pup, nipping at my heels, though I couldn’t figure out why. I wasn’t even sure he knew why.
“You have access to the security archives, right?” I started.
He turned his black eyes to me and nodded. “Can you show me? I wanted to try and find Jule.”
“Mayybe,” he sang, twirling more pasta around his chopsticks. “If you ask nicely.”
I sighed. “Please, can you show me the footage?”
He cocked an eyebrow. What else did he want?
“Pretty please?” I tried.
“Please, Kaos,” he prompted.
“Please, can you show me the footage, Kaos?”
He shivered slightly, and then shot me a grin. “Sure thing. Wanna go grab my laptop?”
“More than anything in the world,” I deadpanned, patting it where it lay on the table.
“Wow, you’re super fast,” he said, sounding impressed.
I opened it and slid it over to him.
