“Bad enough.” Disgust filled the behemoth’s voice. “All three of them are out of commission. They’ll be getting that vacation whether they want it or not.”
It also ensured if any of the three were attempting to follow, or betray her further, that their efforts would be delayed.
Aaron, Brick and Malcolm didn’t look happy either. They were glaring at her, lips pressed tightly together, their gazes shuttered. “What the f**k is going on, boss?” Aaron growled.
Diane gave a quick shake of her head. “I don’t know, Aaron, but I intend to find out.”
“You won’t be doing anything,” Lawe snapped behind her as his fingers suddenly gripped her arm, pulling her to a stop. “The five of you are out of this. The rest of you go home.” Then he turned to Thor. “Take Diane to Sanctuary. A heli-jet will be here within the hour to transport you there, and then the pilot will fly you wherever you need to go.”
Diane froze.
Her gaze met Thor’s as Lawe began shouting orders to the Breeds still in the lobby. Most of those orders centered around protecting her.
Like hell.
She was aware of her men watching her. Brick, Aaron, Thor and Malcolm remained silent as she stared back at them.
She could feel the sudden distrust, see a glimmer of it in their gazes.
She wasn’t going to be protected. It had taken far too many years to prove to her men that she could lead them. That she could protect them.
Unfortunately, for the moment, she needed them away from her. Until she found out what was going on, it was for the best.
Lawe stalked away as though his orders were all that mattered.
“Boss?” Thor questioned her softly. “What do we do?”
“Sounds to me like we’re heading home.” Brick snorted as he shot her an accusing glare.
In that second, so easily, Lawe had damaged the very foundation of her life.
“Boss?” Thor asked again, his pale blue eyes narrowed.
“We haven’t found anything yet, Thor,” she stated, keeping her voice low. “If we don’t have more information before morning, then it sounds like vacation time.”
Her smile was tight. She felt icy inside. Frozen.
She knew where she was going. She didn’t have to turn over what she knew; it could wait. If she found who or what she was looking for, then she could call Jonas in. Perhaps by then she would know which of her men was the traitor. Not that there was a chance of gaining any help from them now. Lawe was another story.
How dare he think he could rule her life so easily? That he could make such decisions and force her to follow them.
“Since when do we obey Breeds?” Malcolm bit out furiously as Thor’s nostrils flared and Malcolm cursed under his breath, while Aaron laid back, his eyes closing in disgust.
She was very aware of their perception of her, but even more, Diane was aware of her perception of herself, and her determination to never be weak again. Let them believe Lawe could weaken her, for the moment anyway. Until she found out what she was dealing with and what the hell was going on, then it was for the best perhaps.
“Looks like we’re all taking a vacation,” she stated. “There’s nothing we can do with the three of you wounded anyway.” She nodded to the three stretched out on the floor.
“He’s weakened you,” Aaron muttered without opening his eyes. “Hell of a way to be taken out of the game.”
“Is that what you really think?” she asked, her chin lifting as she deliberately kept her voice soft, her expression clear.
“What else could I think?” he grunted, refusing to even give her the consideration of opening his eyes.
“You could think, ‘I hope you have a nice vacation, boss. See you when we’re all healed,’” she told him softly before informing him, “You’ll get your pay when we’re back to work.”
Once, long, long ago, she had been weak. She hadn’t been able to protect herself or Rachel, and she hadn’t been strong when it had mattered the most.
She had sworn it wouldn’t happen again.