After my conversation with Cole earlier, it had become clear to me that all Cole was trying to do with the sex and the caring relationship act was to get information out of me. All he really wanted was the same thing he’d wanted since day one—to know my boss. Well, he might have had a name, and he might have known Fang’s reputation, but he was about to find out first hand who my boss was.
I tapped Fang’s number on my screen and stepped outside. He answered after a few rings.
“Sasha?” His smooth voice sounded cautious, like he didn’t expect it to be me.
“It’s me,” I told him.
“Oh, good. How are you?” he asked with concern in his voice. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, but there’s something I need to tell you,” I started.
“Where are you?” he asked, ignoring me.
“I’m at Cole Masterson’s apartment,” I answered.
“You’re where?” he snapped.
“Look, when the drug thing turned out to be a trap, I decided to try to get some intel for you. I figured you could use some eyes and ears on the inside, okay? So, I’m fucking inside. I’m as inside as it gets.”
“Good girl,” he said slowly, letting the words roll gently off his tongue. “What do you have for me?”
I froze. I was about to stab Cole in the back bigtime, like Julius Caesar big. I couldn’t deny that we were both working to build trust, but I couldn’t deny that we were both abusing that trust at the same time. We were on opposite sides of a conflict, and we were both trying to reach out to each other while maintaining our integrity and our responsibilities to other people.
“Sasha?” he said. “Sasha, what do you have for me?”
“He’s coming to kill you,” I told him.
Fang laughed so hard I had to pull the phone away from my ear, and I could still hear him clearly.
“Oh, that’s rich,” he said. “How does he know where I am?” he asked. “Did you tell him? Are you playing double agent over there, Sasha?”
“No,” I told him as ice crept into my veins. The last thing I needed to do was to get on both of their bad sides. If I got on Fang’s bad side, that would have been bad. At least with Cole, I was pretty sure I could fuck my way back into his good graces.
“Are you sure? I know you,” he said, and the accusation in his tone chilled me even more. His voice told me that there had been other times when I’d flirted with his anger, and I hadn’t known about it. He hadn’t said anything then, but it was all about to come down on me now.
“What does that mean?” I asked. If he had something to say, now was as good a time as any to let it out.
“Nothing, Sasha,” he said dismissively. “You can just get a little too involved sometimes with the job is all I meant. What do you know?”
“Look, I found out today that he’s had his men looking for you. I’ve been doing what I can to keep him away from the MC, but they’ve been looking for you anyway, without him there,” I explained. “I think he’s been sneaking away from me at times to talk to them, so there’s no telling what else is going on.”
“Do they know you were working for me?” he asked.
“Yes,” I answered, and closed my eyes, hoping he wouldn’t ask how they found out.
“Did you tell them?” he asked.
Shit! What was I supposed to say? I ran back over everything that had happened so far, trying to find some other way to answer the question. I couldn’t tell him the truth. If he knew that I had told Cole, I was dead, especially if he found out I had told him after having sex with him.
“No,” I finally said. “Someone called them a few days ago and told them that you had sold some of the stolen heroin.”
“What? How would they have known?” he asked loudly in my ear.
“I don’t know. Don’t ask me, I don’t use the shit, but apparently this guy’s a loyal customer or something. I didn’t go with them. I think they figured it out when the guy described you to them.” I hadn’t talked to Cole about what their guy said. I was just making up the story as I went along, filling in the details just enough to get his suspicion off of me.
“I bet I know who it was, too,” Fang said with a thoughtful tone. He probably did have someone in mind, and knowing him, it was probably the same guy Cole and Dante had gone to talk to.
“You’re probably right. Look, they’ve been careful to make sure I don’t get too much intel, so I can only tell you so much. I don’t know where they think you are, so you might not even be in danger, but they’re on their way somewhere to find you, and I’m pretty sure Cole is going to kill you.”