He stands, buttoning up his shirt with a look that could kill. “I am hurt that you would think my intentions were less than honorable.”
“I haven’t lived this long without learning a thing or two about betrayal,” I tell him.
“Hm. I am curious. How long have you lived?”
“You don’t know?”
He shakes his head. “You are quite the mystery, it seems. They can’t find a single record of you.”
“Who are they?” I ask him again.
“The people I work for. Used to work for,” he amends. “I will tell you all about it sometime. Right now, I would like to get this show on the road.”
“Show?”
“The introductions. I want this over.”
“Okay, follow me. Oh, and a thousand and seventeen years.”
“Impressive. I knew you were strong the first time I saw you in Milan.”
“Now I am curious, were you there because of me?”
“So it would seem,” he says cryptically.
I find the boys at the Roulette table, where Devon is cleaning up as usual. I don’t know how he does it. Scott is delighted as his own winnings are piling up and even Sebastian has joined in on the action.
“Looks like you are having a good time,” I say to Devon.
He flashes his perfect grin at me. Happy again. “I don’t know why I don’t do this more often,” he says.
“You know why,” I mutter to him with a pointed look at the pit boss, who is glowering at him.
“Oh, yeah. Mind you, now that you are all chummy with the actual boss, I might avoid a trip to the back room this time.”
I burst out laughing. “Indeed.”
Cade clears his throat behind me, and I remember him. Devon looks up from me, only just noticing his presence. Scott is looking somewhat uncomfortable, as he too notices the Hunter. Sebastian, bless him, comes to stand next to me, flanking me with a 'make a move and I will rip your head off' look at him.
“Everyone. This is Cade Sinclair. He works for me now. Be nice.” I turn to Cade and say, “Cade this is Sebastian, you remember my assistant, Scott, and this is Devon.”
“Yes, I remember you from JFK,” Cade says, narrowing his eyes at Devon. “I thought but wasn’t sure. Your boss here seems to dominate my senses.”
Huh, that would probably be why he doesn’t know about Cole yet.
“She isn’t my boss,” Devon says and turns his annoyed gaze at me. “Liz. What the fuck are you doing?”
“Liz?” Cade mutters to himself, confused.
“Forging alliances,” I say.
“Bad move, Queenie,” Sebastian says. “You know that he is going to go ballistic on your ass.”
“Speaking of…” Devon mutters as I rub the back of my neck.
I turn around and quiet him before he has a chance to yell at me in public. “Cash out, Dev. Time to go,” I mutter and take CK by the arm, leading him to the elevators.
His fury is emanating off him as Cade steps in behind me, followed closely by Devon and Sebastian. Scott, probably wisely, choosing to stay to sort out the cash.