returning to Royce. “There is nothing you can do, son.”
“Just fucking try to delay!” he yells, his moves growing frantic. “Can you do this for us or not?!”
“It will delay Zoey’s homecoming,” he says.
We look to Captain who gives a tight, instant nod.
“Delay, not prevent,” Cap rasps, looking away. “We have to try. We owe it to Raven.”
I keep Cap’s eyes on me, masking my face as they shift, reassurance and promise now staring back at me. His eyes beg me to see what he won’t say.
What do you know, brother?
Our dad nods. “I’ll cancel the meeting I set with the other families, but we can’t avoid Donley forever. He wants to collect what his family is owed, and I can’t promise they’ll stay away. Collins knows she’s to be his and he likely won’t be quiet about it.”
“So it’s settled.” Captain makes sure to meet and hold our eyes, our dad’s too. “Raven can’t know she’s promised to Collins.”
“Wow.”
All our heads whip around to find her in the doorway, arms crossed, glare on me.
Fuck.
Promised to Collins.
What the hell?
As in, what, an arranged marriage?
What is this, the fucking stone ages?
The boys’ uncharacteristic silence has unease swimming in my gut, but I refuse to allow Rolland to see it, so I put a foot forward and walk in the room, glancing around the office I’ve never set foot in before today.
It’s everything you’d expect from a rich man’s private space, thanks to stereotypical movies and magazines.
Bourbon in the corner, textbooks from the floor to ceiling that have probably never been read, but someone takes the time to dust so it seems they aren’t for decoration. Cherry wood and leather all around, a golden cased globe at the edge of the desk and box of cigars on the other.
I could roll my eyes right now it’s so unoriginal. Nice and expensive, but unoriginal.
I drop onto the ottoman, cross my legs and lift my hands as to say lay it out for me but nobody says a damn word. They stand there frozen.
“So, we’re back to keeping secrets now, are we?” I ask, arching a brow.
Rolland sits up. “This is Brayshaw busi—”
I start laughing, cutting him off and Rolland’s eyes narrow. Mine follow.
“In that case, why don’t you spell it out for me real slow, Rolland, so I can soak it in.”
“Just because you—”
“Stop,” Royce barks. He shifts, stepping toward him. “You don’t get to insult her to save face right now. You fucked up. Own it. It’s not her fault who her mother is.”
The crease in Rolland’s forehead intensifies, and he sits forward, so I do the same.
“Raven,” he starts. “You’ve come to learn pieces of your life you didn’t know existed, but you don’t know everything yet. Right now, we’ll require you to do as asked while we work out some things.”
“Like how you plan to get me to agree to jump ships?”
His head tips to the side the slightest bit, the vein in his neck, much like the one in Maddoc’s, pulsing against his tan skin as he attempts to read me.
“You’re trying to come off authoritative, but I’ve never been one to listen, so all you’re doing is irritating me. Not that you care, but I think you’re a lying piece of shit, Rolland. You may not be able to read me, but I can you and it’s obvious you’re giving half-truths, not the full thing.
“I only caught the tail end of the conversation, but I can tell by the struck look on their faces this is far more than a pass off. Still, I guarantee there’re missing pieces and you won’t give them until you absolutely have to, when it serves you best.” I push to my feet and glare down at him. “That’s one way of being a shitty leader, allowing your men the chance to be taken off guard. Again.”
Their eyes are on me, but I completely ignore the boys, who have yet to volunteer any information.
That’s okay, though. I’m not mad at them for it, I trust their reason for the silence they’re giving me. It doesn’t mean I won’t find the answers myself, even if I have to be a sneaky bitch to make it happen.
“And you think you’re strong enough to give full disclosure where disclosure is needed?” Rolland challenges.
“You think they’re too weak to handle it?” I throw right back. “Or maybe your fear comes from the unknown. Maybe, the things you know will shake your world up a little more than