Hideaway (Devil's Night 2)

He shrugged. “I guess we’ll find out.”

Oooookay.

I proceeded to pour three juices and then looked up at them. “You guys hungry?”

“You cooking?” David reared back, looking shocked.

“I know how to make eggs, but…” I turned, opening the fridge, a little overwhelmed. “He has enough food here to cater a wedding.”

Their eyes lit up, and they shot out of their chairs, circling the island.

“Well, we just had a wedding,” David said, bending over and scanning the shelves “So, fuck it. Let’s make a feast.”

“That’ll make a mess,” I pointed out. “Kai doesn’t like messes.”

He snorted, pulling out meat wrapped in brown paper packages. “His wife can do whatever she wants in her house, right?”

I grinned. “I guess we’ll find out.”

I bit into the beignet, my teeth sinking through the air pockets of the soft pastry. “That’s actually pretty good,” I told Lev, licking some powdered sugar off my lip.

He scarfed his down, nodding. “My grandma raised me. She used to make them all the time. It’s not Marina’s cooking, but I can live off it if I have to.”

/> I laughed to myself but then stopped. “Marina,” I thought out loud.

Her prick of an employer, and all the other pricks on Gabriel’s payroll coming in and out of the house. I shouldn’t have left her behind.

Lev walked back to the stove, flour smudged on his face, as David ate the steak he’d cooked up and shoveled more eggs onto his plate.

“Banks.”

I jerked my head toward the entryway and saw Kai standing there. He didn’t spare the guys a look.

“Come here,” he told me and then turned and walked out of the room.

I wiped my hands on the dish towel and brushed off the flour dust on my shirt. I followed him, momentarily fiddling with the new ring on my finger, but I forced myself to stop. Dropping my hands, I stopped in front of where he stood in the foyer.

“We’ll clean the kitchen up,” I assured him.

“I’m not worried about that.” He shook his head, his eyes softening. “I’m glad you’re having fun.”

The front door opened, and Will stepped inside, carrying a bag and followed by Michael and Rika.

Kai turned back to me. “Have your guys finish eating, and then I need them outside.”

“What’s going on?”

He paused for a moment, holding my eyes with a concern in his. Taking my arm, he led me back to the wall.

“Did you know that Delcour also belonged to your father at one point?” he said in a low voice.

Delcour? “What?” I didn’t know what to say. “It did? No, I didn’t know. I didn’t manage his businesses. Not his legitimate businesses, anyway. I thought I would’ve heard something, though.”

“He owned it before you were born,” he informed me. “It used to be a hotel. His family built it, in fact.”

A hotel. So…

“So, the secret floor…”