Chapter Twenty
Nikki
My eyebrows shot up. “Drake worked for Victor, and yet you two were still friends?”
“He only stayed working for Victor to keep an eye on him. Then he was going to help me kill the bastard.”
I frowned. “Victor made it sound like Drake had been on his payroll for a long time.”
“He did do some odd jobs for him throughout the years, but once Victor killed our father, Drake’s loyalty stopped,” said Martin. “And that’s when he called me.”
“How come I didn’t know about that?” whined Celeste. She scowled. “You always leave me in the dark.”
Martin smirked. “Because you’re not exactly one to keep things quiet.”
“Oh, come on, Martin. I wouldn’t have said anything,” she protested. “I keep your secrets quiet.”
“I couldn’t take that chance. I’m sorry, but your track record
