“Why should I help you?” Phantom leans against the door frame, crossing his arms over his nude torso.
“Because,” I released a leveling breath, trying to calm my growing anger, “If you don’t, I’ll kill your mate. And neither of us want that. Am I right?”
Phantom shrugs, “The only thing that I’m sure I want right now, is for Bailey to wake up. Everything else is on the back-burner. Including the fate of my mate.”
“Let me rephrase this,” I growl, growing impatient, “You’re going to go with me for supervision. When and if my interrogation goes to0 far, you can make the decision to save Slade. Let’s go.”
Phantom leaves the door wide open, walking over to the chaise and grabbing a shirt before meeting me in the hallway, “Lead the way, boss.”
An uncomfortable silence floats between us, and
