I sighed. “Yeah. It’s fucked up.”
“No.” Levin shook his head. “No. No way. My father fucks and leaves. He isn’t the stick-around sort of guy. No.” He kept shaking his head. “No fucking way. I don’t believe it.”
“Well, he’s our girl’s little fucking boy toy. Saw it myself,” Cole continued. “Kissing her. Touching her. Of course, he’s fucking her. Piece of shit human.”
“No.” Levin stood, twisting his fingers in his hair.
“Levin,” Dom said, concern on his face. “Easy. Rosalie is going through a tough time. She’s missing. Things are already crazy enough?—”
“That motherfucker. He knew she was hurting. He fucking did this to make it worse. That’s just how he is. Fucking asshole! Fuck!” Levin pulled his phone out.
“Man, don’t,” Vin started, getting to his feet to go to him. Levin jerked away from him and put the phone to his ear. We allwatched tensely as he began shouting in German to someone I expected to be Klaus.
Levin’s face reddened with his yelling until his chest was heaving. He grew quiet for a moment before letting out a snort, shaking his head. He hung up a moment later.
“I’ll be back,” he said, stuffing his phone into his pocket.
“Where are you going?” Dom demanded as Vin grabbed Levin’s arm.
“I’m meeting with my old man,” Levin snapped.
“No.” Vincent stepped in front of him. “Man, no. Remember last time? We… I…No.”
I watched the pair stare at one another before Levin reached out and cradled Vin’s face. I’d never seen the two show affection before in front of people. While I knew Vin and Levin had a quiet relationship, this was a first that we were getting a peek behind the curtain.
“I’ll be back. I promise. I need to do this, Vinny,” Levin murmured before he swept his lips quickly across Vin’s. He didn’t stop. He moved swiftly around him, the door closing behind him.
Vin looked back at us. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” I said, waving it off. “I can send men to follow him. In case he needs help.”
“No.” Dom shook his head. “If shit goes down, we don’t need your men attacking Matteo’s. It would be that war you’re trying to avoid. Levin is tough. He knows what he’s doing.” The way Dom’s voice shook let me know he was nervous despite the fact.
I accepted his answer and looked over to see E coming into the room, his hair a mess. He’d been high for days and locked in the room he worked in with his sugar. I’d seen him sleeping on a pile of drugs yesterday.
“Hey, E,” Fallon greeted him.
“Fallon,” E murmured, taking Levin’s seat. “What was all the yelling?”
“Levin found out his piece of shit old man is fucking Rosalie,” Cole said sourly.
“Oh,” was all E said, his eyes downcast.
“OK. So what else can we do?” Dom asked. “We’ve been all over. We’re still trying to track down Tate and Hail. It’s like these people have vanished into thin air. Same with Everett.” He frowned. “I know the underground expands across the city. It’s likely Everett escaped through one of the tunnels and is in a safe house. And if my suspicions are correct, Tate and Hail are working with him.”
“Why do you think they are?” Cole asked as I rolled his words over in my head.
“I just… do. It makes sense. How could they all go missing at the same time? I have a strong feeling the Ivanovs have teamed up with Everett to take over shit—strength in numbers. Plus, D’Angelou is involved. The man owns a lot of shit in this city. He arranged Bianca’s marriage to Mikhail for a reason. They want to take over. They knew they were beefing with us and your family. Vander Veer is dead. It makes sense.”
I nodded. “You’re right in same aspects, but you’re wrong about D’Angelou. He works for us now.”
Dom raised his brows at that. “What?”
I gave him a brief overview of how we won him over, excluding the part about us killing Vander Veer. Dom and the kings listened intently until I was finished.
“He may be feeding you information—valuable information—but he’s still a piece of shit I’m going to put a bullet into. I hope that won’t be a problem,” Dom said darkly.
I inclined my head at him. “My deal with him was protection from Everett and Ivanov. You were not mentioned, so whatever you do in your spare time is your choice.”