“Felix, why are you doing this?” Erica asked.
Erica knew him. Did he work at TBK? He must. How else did he get up to the top floor? “Are you selling our stuff to the Chinese, too?”
The bastard hit Erica hard in the face with his fist. She stumbled back, her hands coming up to the injury.
“Tsk-tsk. That’s going to leave you with quite the shiner, sweetheart.” Felix was right. The swelling in Erica’s left eye was already present. Better a black eye than a bullet in the chest. “Now, get on the floor like I told you to.” He shoved her down, and Erica landed at Megan’s feet.
Erica scrambled next to her and they wrapped their arms around each other in a silent attempt at comfort.
The more time Megan could squeeze out of him the more chance for her protectors to return. “You know each other?”
“Shut the fuck up, bitch.” Felix glared at her and then turned back to Erica. “I told you in the other room to keep your mouth shut and you didn’t listen. See what that gets you, honey?”
“Take whatever you want, mister.” Megan’s fear wouldn’t back down but she was able to shove it away some. Not ideal but better than it taking over her whole being, paralyzing her completely. She should’ve been smarter and not hit the button. But she hadn’t been. Whatever the excuse—fatigue, hunger, Jason’s photos—she’d blown it. There was no way she could take that back now. All she could do was move forward and try not to fuck up again. She’d survived so much already and finally found true love. No way was she going down without a fight. She wasn’t the twenty-year-old girl who Kip had deceived any longer, but she still could bleed. I’ve got to be smart.
“You think I’m interested in money, bitch?” The monster walked over to Eric’s desk and took a seat. He placed the gun on the desktop, which didn’t make her feel better, but she was glad the deadly weapon was there instead of in his hand. “This is about justice.”
“What kind of justice are you looking for?” Megan asked, unsure if she should remain quiet or keep him talking. Since she didn’t know, she chose the latter. If Felix could think of Erica and her as something more than a target and more like flesh-and-blood people, he might not pull the trigger. She hoped somewhere in Felix was a shred of humanity, unlike Kip, who had no heart.
“Stupid bitch.” He pulled out some wires and a small device, connecting it to Eric’s computer. Then he typed on Eric’s keyboard. “I know where you live, Megan. I was even in your house.”
“You’re the one who used my Internet access to get into TBK through the back door.”
“Right.” He glared at the screen.
“Why me?”
“Kip sent me.”
Kip? She’d believed all along Kip was pulling the strings in this mess. “Where is he, Felix?”
“In prison, but don’t you already know that? Right. You don’t know where he is.” He turned to her and gave her a twisted grin. “I do.”
She’d been trying to find Kip for five years to close a chapter of her life she wanted over. Divorce. That was what she’d always wanted. Surviving this was slim, but she was going to try. Stall. “If I’m going to die I, deserve to know Kip’s whereabouts. Tell me, please. Where is my husband?” Of course she knew. Her guys had told her. But Felix didn’t know that.
“Not a chance, bitch.” Felix turned back to the monitor. “Just like my baby said it would be. The password is their parents’ death date. You Knights are so predictable.”
My baby? Did he mean Kip? Of course he did. “You and Kip are lovers. Is that why you’re here?”
“It’s part of the reason.”
Megan hoped to reach the man somehow. “Felix, you know that our marriage was only for show. I know Kip’s secret.”
“Shut. The. Fuck. Up. You don’t know his secrets at all. I do. Why do you think he reached out to me after his arrest five years ago and not you? He loves me and I love him.” The monster typed a few more things into Eric’s computer.
She recalled Eric and Scott telling her about their tracking code. Could the other reason Felix was here be to cover his tracks and free Kip and him from the trap her guys had set?
“I’m sure Kip loves you, Felix. He never loved me. I know that.” Keep him talking.
Felix nodded but never turned away from the computer. “You know Kip is a genius.”
“I know.” A psychopathic genius. “You’re in contact with him still?”
“No prison can keep him locked up for long. We have a guy on the inside where he is now. Second in command of the entire place. He’s being compensated quite well.”
“Impressive. You and Kip must make quite the team.”
“Stop your yammering, Mrs. Lunceford, or I swear I’ll put a bullet in your head right now. I’ll use Erica to be my shield and exit ticket if the two idiot Knight brothers show up. Not the best choice but one I still have. Which will it be?”