No Love Lost (Masters & Mercenaries The Forgotten #5) - Lexi Blake Page 0,51

where he might be upset about what Mr. Fain did. Is there a dungeon? I assume this is a BDSM club.”

Levi frowned. “Yes, but how did you know that? I didn’t tell you anything about it because I wanted you to come in cold.”

“Don’t be surprised that the guy you brought in for his deductive reasoning powers deduces things correctly.” Drake seemed to find the walls fascinating.

“You’ll have to forgive my friend, Taggart.” Levi was frowning Drake’s way. “Mr. Brown is a bit of a savant when it comes to finding things.”

“Mr. Brown?” Tag asked, a suspicious brow arched. “Really?”

“No, of course not,” Drake replied. “But it’s better than Magenta.”

“I like magenta,” a voice said.

Tag turned and his face tilted up. “Girls. When I said upstairs, I meant all the way.”

“Okay, but Magenta’s a cool name,” the voice said and then there was much giggling.

Chelsea sighed. “I think you can handle the rest of this on your own. I’ll go make sure the girls stay out of trouble. And maybe I can find a cup of coffee.”

Chelsea strode up the stairs.

Drake turned to Levi. “Can I look through the dungeon?”

Rene had been standing in the back, but he came forward. “Of course. I don’t want trouble with the Agency either. Are you old enough to be in a club? You look like you’re thirteen.”

Drake frowned. “I’m twenty-three. You can’t shock me. I’ve had some kink in my life recently, I assure you. I’m not looking to join. Can you tell me about the building? Some of these older buildings have interesting architectural elements, I hear.”

“Fuck. How good is this kid?” Ezra stood and went to the small table where he’d set the Beretta he’d brought along.

Kim was bringing up the camera that was focused on the wall that hid their door. Rene had explained that there was only one camera in the dungeon, and it was only pointed at the hidden door. It was a small micro camera camouflaged in one of the light fixtures. Kim adjusted the feed so she had a split screen of the lobby and the camera that was there to help protect whoever was hiding behind the walls.

“Don’t tell me.” Drake’s voice came over as a whisper. “I want to see if I can find it.”

He knew. He knew something was here. Ezra felt every muscle in his body flood with adrenaline. “I’m going to be waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs.”

“No. You’re going to stay right here. He can’t hear us moving around if we’re still,” Kim said, her voice low. “Sit down, Beck. You have to be patient. You have to trust Tag.”

He didn’t want to be patient. He didn’t want to trust anyone. Over the last year he’d come to depend on the men they’d called the Lost Boys, but they were off on their own now, living their own lives.

Drake came into view after agonizing moments. He walked past the camera and Ezra breathed a sigh of relief. It didn’t last long because Drake moved into frame again, his back to the camera. He stayed there for a moment, still as a ghost.

He eased the safety off the gun.

“Don’t, Beck,” Kim whispered. “You can’t kill him. If he opens that door, I’m going in.”

He wasn’t sure he could allow that, but he snapped the safety back on and held his breath as Drake stepped up to the panel that hid the door and put a hand on it.

“Tag said you were good.” Rene’s voice was barely above a whisper.

Kim’s shoulders sagged. “Oh, thank god.”

Drake turned, and as though he knew exactly where the camera was and who was watching, he gave a wink and walked away. “I’ll need to inspect the kitchen, too. I want to be able to say I was thorough. And your office.”

“Of course,” Rene said. “The Velvet Collar is completely open.”

“Tag knows him.” He sank back onto the chair and reached for her hand, tugging on it.

She let herself be pulled onto his lap, and after a brief moment of awkwardness, cuddled against him. “I told you to trust him.”

“No, I told you to trust him.” He loved the feel of her against him. He let himself really breathe for the first time since Levi had entered the building. He wanted to walk downstairs and kill the fucker, but she needed more than that. Eliminating Levi wouldn’t solve all of their problems. “And it’s all good now.”

“He’s still not out of the building,” she