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Chapter 149
OCEANS.
I was watching my world crumble and I didn’t even have the control to make it stop.
I drove like a man whose butt was on fire.
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The city blurred around me in sharp lines of tall glasses horns, pedestrians, and red lights I barely respected. My hand was tight on the wheel, my knuckles pale against the leather, while Harold’s last words kept crawling through my skull.
‘From where she’s standing, there’s only one man who could have done this to her
Me.
I had Harold on the line before I’d cleared the third light. Thank fuck I had gotten a new phone before I reached the office earlier.
“Reverse it.” I didn’t let him speak. “All of it. The termination, the paperwork, the badge, every line of it. I don’t want her quietly brought back, Harold. I want an official record that she was removed without my authorization, wrongfully, and I want proof of it sent to her. Today. Within the hour.”
“Oceans-”
“Within the hour.” I cut the wheel hard around a delivery truck. “You created a paper trail that says that woman is disposable. You’re going to create a louder one that says she never should have been touched. And then you’re going to pray it’s enough.”
He went quiet.
“And Nadine?” he asked.
“Remove her from my floor.” I hissed. “Remove her from the entire building. She is not a staff of SSC.”
“But, she’s just got this job.” He had the nerves to argue. “She’s done nothing wrong.”
“That is the only reason she’s leaving alive with a fucking reference.” I dropped the call before he could say something else that’ll make me step on the gas hard enough to end up like fucking Cassian.
My phone lit up before I could throw it onto the passenger seat.
Kiss.
I stepped on the brakes so hard a driver shouted something beside me, but the sound reached me from another world.
My thumb moved over the screen of my phone in a rush as I swiped open and clicked on the text.
The office advance has been cleared. Send me the remaining personal balance and a payment account. Do not contact me for anything else.
The words refused to make sense no matter how many times I read them.
She was paying me back. The clothes. The gifts. Every thread I’d ever put on her body she was tearing off and shoving across a desk at me, like the whole thing had been a transaction she was settling so she could walk away owing me nothing.
‘Do not contact me for anything else!
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She was scrubbing me off her skin.
“Fuck.” I hit the wheel with the heel of my hand. “Fuck!”
I called her immediately, but it went straight to voicemail.
I called again. Same thing.
Fuck.
She was moving fast and doing rash, scorched–earth things that’ll end up hurting us both.
I pulled back into traffic and drove as fast as I could.
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By the time I reached Elgin’s door, my patience had become something thin and dangerous.
I knocked impatiently until the lock clicked and the door pulled open to Elgin in a loose white shirt, dark trousers, and the kind of expression that said he had already had a bad week and was offended I thought I could improve it.
Behind him, warm lamplight spilled over the living room, and a half–finished glass of wine was on the coffee table. Soft jazz played from somewhere, intimate enough to make my intrusion feel violent.
The look on his face when he saw me was not the warm theatre I was used to. It was wary, tired, and offended.
“Mr. Stark.” He called. “To what do I owe the storm?”
“Where is she.” I was already half over the threshold. “Kisarel. Where is she, Elgin, I need to find her.”
“I wouldn’t know.” He didn’t move out of the doorway. “I haven’t seen her in days. We’re not exactly on speaking terms.”
That stopped me. “Since when do you and Kiss not speak?”
I stepped forward.
He didn’t move fast enough to stop me, so I entered his apartment and forced him to step back with the door still open behind us.
He must be lying or something.
“Elgin,” I heard a man’s voice call from inside.
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I looked toward the hallway and saw a man standing there barefoot, wearing dark slacks and an unbuttoned shirt, his hair slightly damp like he had just stepped out of a shower.
He wasn’t small, and neither was he soft. His gaze moved from Elgin to me, then took my measure as if deciding whether he
needed to become violent.
Good for him.
At least somebody in this city still knew how to protect what was his.
“It’s fine, Leo,” Elgin said, though his eyes stayed on me.
Leo didn’t move. “Is it?”
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Elgin’s voice softened by half an inch. “Go upstairs. I’ll meet you there.”
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Leo looked at me again and I almost apologized immediately, not because I felt civil, but because there was something indecent about dragging my run through someone else’s peace.
“I and not here to hurt him,” I said.
Leo’s mouth tightened. “Not that you can.”
Elgin turned his head. “Leo.”
The man held my stare one more second, then looked back at Elgin. “Call me if you need me.”
“I will.”
Leo went upstairs, but not quickly. Every step he took said he was listening.
When he disappeared, Elgin shut the door and faced me. “You have no right to barge into my home and demand things like I’m under your payroll.”
“I could put you under my payroll if it means getting details on how to find Kiss.” I replied, my patience already dissipated. “Now talk. Why are you not in talking terms?”
“Well, she decided a woman she’s known for barely five minutes was worth more than the friend she’s had for years.” He folded his arms and I saw the hurt in his eyes. “I told her to choose, and she chose wrong. So I let her go.”
“What woman.” I asked. Maybe she could be at this woman’s place.
“Does it matter?”
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