Blake POV
Before I can sit down, Demitri throws out another mocking comment. “At least you have some use.”
I stop in my tracks, irritation flaring. “Keep pushing, and I’ll have everything off your secure network in seconds. One little leak, and see how fast your empire crumbles.”
Demitri pulls out his gun, his eyes flashing with anger. Of course.
“Stop!” Alissia’s voice slices through the tension. “I thought there was honor among thieves. Isn’t that the saying?”
We both laugh. It’s the wrong thing to say.
“No, kitten,” Demitri smirks, “it’s no honor among thieves. You can’t trust them.”
“Right, but surely you two could work together? He could keep your stuff safe, right?” She looks between us, her voice laced with desperate logic.
Demitri scoffs. “He’s not coming near my network.”
