"Darius is a dead end." I kept my voice low. "Arthur trapped him into dinner with me. Nothing took. There won't be a second round, and there won't be Voss money coming through that door anytime soon."
Thomas swore.
"Listen to me, Daddy. Get the notebook from Beatrix. Tonight. Put your people on it now, before any of the Vosses gets curious."
A pause. "It's already arranged."
"Tonight. The sooner the better."
"I heard you."
I hung up and lit another cigarette. The smoke unspooled into the dark like something I couldn't take back.
My palms were sweating.
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Kate's POV
The cracked monitor was still flickering in the living room when Damon's flat question landed in the air. Where is Darius?
Damian didn't answer right away. He watched the irritation cool on his brother's face. Then
