KILLIAN.
“Take care of it, make sure father’s people don't find me.”
I snap.
“I just wasn’t sure—”
When my second-in-command, Jamal, starts to make an excuse, I lose my patience. “I said, take care of it. Lose my father’s details. I'm going to deal with how he even found me later, but for now, make sure they don't find me.”
I hang up before I become more pissed off.
My men are loyal. They have to be. Sometimes I want to slit their throats. But Kai, my friend and I can’t do it all on our own––we’ve tried, right after we destroyed the previous regime––it’s just simply too much work to run a criminal empire without cannon fodder, and also with my father breathing down my neck like a monitoring spirit. Which is why I left the palace and came to this land to create a whole pack by mysel
