Deviant (Boys of Winter #3) - Sheridan Anne Page 0,96
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Grayson and Cruz finally reach him, and as they start dragging him from the room, Michael looks back at me. “Wait. Wait. Please. The bylaws state that I am entitled to the chance to say goodbye to my family … my wife. Please.”
Grayson pulls on his arm as I look across at Earnest Brooks beside me. “Is that true? Do I have to allow him that?”
Earnest nods and I let out a sigh. “Fine. Your wife will be brought down to your holding cell where she will determine whether she would like the chance to say goodbye after the full situation has been explained to her in exact detail.”
Michael’s face breaks, making it clear that he hasn’t shared any of this bullshit with his wife, but I’m not surprised. How is that conversation even supposed to go? ‘Honey, after you pass the butter, do let me share with you how I’ve been fucking a psychotic bitch for the past twenty years and plotting to overtake the whole organization.’
Yeah, right. What a load of horse shit.
Michael is removed from the room, leaving me with only the heads of Dynasty, and as I look back at them, I let out a deep breath, hating just how hard that was. But with Carver and King’s eyes on me, I feel as though I can keep going. “While I have you all here, there are a few more matters that need to be discussed.”
“We’re all ears, Elodie,” Mr. Danforth says with a subtle nod of his head.
I glance around the room, meeting the eyes of every man who sits at my table. “At our last meeting following the death of Tobias King, it was discussed that the local law enforcement was sniffing around places they weren’t welcome. I need an update.”
Matthew Montgomery stands and meets my stare. “Harding was following this. However, I will assume the responsibility.” He pauses and I quickly realize that he’s searching for my approval and not having anyone else to dump the shitty jobs on, I nod, just wanting this meeting to be over with so I can go and deal with Harding and put an end to his betrayals. Montgomery continues. “As far as I am aware, the cops are still looking into us. However, there have been no more public nuisances that they can connect back to Dynasty. Their trails are beginning to go cold. Though our inside sources have mentioned whispers of the FBI, so this may not be over yet.”
Matthew sits, letting me know that’s all he’s got on the topic so far.
“Thank you,” I say with a small nod, pleasantly surprised that Matthew and I have the ability to exchange words without hostility and a bullshit argument. “Keep me updated on the situation. I want to know every single time one of those cops takes a shit.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Ma’am? What the fuck is that bullshit about?
I put it to the back of my head. It’s not exactly something I want to decode right now, hell, ever. When men start sucking up, it’s either because they want to fuck you or because they want a false sense of trust, and neither of those options are great.
Moving on, I glance at Carver, needing to keep myself focused. “I am sure by now many of you would have noticed both Cruz Danforth and Grayson Beckett in the technology room—”
“They don’t have authorization to be down there,” Sebastian Whitman calls out, cutting me off.
My gaze snaps to his. “They do now,” I spit, not liking his tone one bit. “They have been given my authority to use Dynasty technology to search and locate the many victims that were listed in Sam Delacourt’s ledger. They will be putting in the hours to find them and using our resources to perform rescue missions to save them and bring them back home to their families where they belong.”
Mr. Danforth shakes his head. “I’m sorry, Elodie. I understand that this means a great deal to you considering your own experiences, and I really do wish that there was a way that we could all help. It is a great cause and I stand by that mentality, but Dynasty doesn’t operate like that. We cannot approve that reckless use of our resources. What comes next? Where does it end? Are we busting local teen drug dealers and breaking up wild parties with noise complaints? We have police and FBI for a reason. Let them do their job and we will do ours.”