Soulless Knight (Sins of Knight Mafia Trilogy 1)

I had to bide my time until we returned to the house. Until the lights in my father’s room went dark. I crept down the massive staircase and fired off a text to Knight. I didn’t know if he would answer. But it was all I had. I couldn’t risk showing up again, not after what happened last time.

I slipped out the patio door and ran into Joseph walking the perimeter of the property.

“What are you doing out so late?” he asked.

“Oh. Hi, Joseph.” I was hoping I wouldn’t find him or Kimble.

“Everything okay?”

“Actually, my dad needs some medicine. I’m going to pick it up for him. There’s a pharmacy hat’s twenty-four hours.”

“I can do that for him. You don’t need to go out.”

“No,” I snapped. “He’s a very private man. You know that. He asked me to personally handle it. He doesn’t want you snooping, Joseph.”

If he hesitated another second, there was a chance I’d have to lie my way through this again. I didn’t want either of my bodyguards with me tonight.

“Can I get the car ready for you?” he offered.

I smiled. “Yes, that would be great.”

I thanked Joseph when he wheeled up to the front of the house with the car.

“Call if you need anything,” he added, shutting the door behind me.

“I will. I won’t be gone long.” I put the car in drive and edge my way out of the driveway, making the turn more cautiously than usual.

There was still no response from Knight, but I had to believe he read my text and he would meet me.

14

Knight

The last suitcase was in the back of the stretch car. My mother and Seraphina had pleaded one time too many for me to take extra clothes or snacks for the flight. I gave them each a hug and shook my father’s hand. We had a formal goodbye family dinner at my parents’ house.

“Call when you get to P

aris,” he instructed.

“I will.”

Seraphina wrapped her arms around my waist and squeezed hard. I peeled her tiny body away. “I’ll be here for the wedding.” I kissed her on top of the head.

“You promise?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t miss it. Not even for all the business deals in Paris.” I saw my father’s head nod to confirm I was allowed to come back. “It’s the party of the century.” She was scared. There wasn’t anything to do now. Her future was with Brandon. She had to start to rely on him. She could have a partnership with him, if she would only try. I wasn’t going to be much help an ocean away from the family.

“We should get going, sir,” the driver called across the car.

“But it’s late,” Seraphina argued. “Daddy, he could go in the morning.” Her head whipped around to beg our father to change his mind. “Why take such a late flight?”

“No. The flight is booked. No changes.” My father was immovable. He had been since he lost the Vieux Carre this morning.

I ducked into the back of the car. The cool leather was a relief. I stared straight ahead. I couldn’t watch Seraphina cry. I didn’t want to remember the agony on my mother’s usually perfect face. I was surprised it was strained. Had she and my father fought?

“We’ll be there in thirty minutes,” Anthony announced.

“Fine.” I looked down when my phone buzzed.