Page 82 of Game of Love
“Holy fuck Xander. Holy fuck!” He shot up out of his chair and stared wide-eyed at me.
“This just got a whole lot worse.” He frowned and a lock of his blond hair fell forward over his eye.
I sighed and my shoulders tensed with the weight of worry. “I know man. I know.”
“Have you told Ethan?”
“No, I wanted to run it past you first.”
He sat back down and rested his arm on the table. “Jesus Xander, I don’t know… What if Balthazar’s involved?”
That would be both good and bad. Good in the sense that I’d found him and bad because it would be bad for the sake of the blueprints. They were just the sort of thing he’d want.
“There was no mention of the spades so I can’t assume. The problem with The Ra is there are so many segments of them. This could be one of many.”
“Yeah, sure. I have to say the events that’s happened so far fits them. It suggests planning for something specific.”
I nodded in complete agreement. “Yes it absolutely fucking does. Wes, they confirmed too that that the prints are definitely being kept at the casino and the Ra guys were there for The Chameleon on the night of the shootout. Not Giovanni.”
“Fucking hell man. We were right and the prints are seriously at the casino?”
I nodded.
He blew out a breath.
“Yes, The Chameleon said so. He said that was where Giovanni needed to keep them until they were ready for them. He mentioned leaders.”
“God, this just keeps getting better and better. So they’re there, but where?”
“Gotta figure that out fast man.”
“As fast as possible. Xander we can’t allow The Ra to get the prints.”
That was definitely a surety although it wasn’t just the fucking prints I was worried about.
“No we can’t.” I bit the inside of my lip. “I’ve been thinking about where they could be and I’m not so sure they’re where we think they might be. I think there are more rooms or vaults that aren’t exactly visible in the Castle.” That was what I’d surmised earlier.
“Maybe we really need to kick this back, old school. How about we access the building plans.”
“Good idea.” He pulled in a deep breath and inclined his head to the side. “Xander… I was just thinking about the rat. It’s clear there’s a fucking rat in the works and it’s not gonna be a random person. I think it’s one of the knights. It’s gotta be one of them feeding the intel to the Ra. But …shouldn’t the knights know that Giovanni’s got the prints at the casino?” He quirked a brow. “We assumed they did, now it feels like they might not.”
Jesus…it was times like this when I was grateful for Wes. Times like these when there were so many fucked up variables I couldn’t see for shit.
I sat up straighter. “Oh my God… Wes, I don’t think they know. Giovanni didn’t tell them.”
This was getting more interesting. Giovanni hadn’t told the knights about the prints so the rat couldn’t feed the intel back to The Ra.
“I don’t think he has. I’m sure someone will figure it out though.”
“Yeah. Only a matter of time.”
“Things get messy when people get desperate.”
That was just the thing I wanted to avoid.
“Xander, the prints are the priority but we also need to check things out. It would be foolish not to. How about I focus on that and you continue to look for the prints.”
“Yes, that was we can split our tasks up.” it was more efficient to do it that way.
