“What do you want? And don’t bullshit me, I’m not in the fucking mood, Grey,” I snap. He knows I have, and he knows I’m good at what I do.

“Just passing along some information as a favor that you can repay when the time is right,” Caiden says. “Word around The Falls is that your girl’s getting married and soon.”

I’m silent because nothing I say will be helpful to me right now and only give him the leverage he’s looking for. He wants me under his thumb because he knows I have a skill set that is hard to come by. He’s not doing this as a favor to me, but rather because I’ll owe him because he warned me. “She’s got an appointment with Belinda to get her dress fitted. Sounds pretty serious.”

My stomach locks up and my chest feels like it has a gaping wound where my heart should be.

“When,” I say tightly. It comes out more like a demand than a question.

“They’re trying to keep it hush, hush,” he replies. “It’s being handled quick and quiet. I just know the fucker is in finance out in the city. No mafia connections that I could find.” I feel the blood draining out of my face as the realization hits me. I was sent to Castlebrook as a distraction while they sold her off behind my back. When I don’t respond, Caiden adds fuel to the already blazing inside of me. “He’s thirty-five. Clean record. Connected to your old man’s investors.”

I grind my teeth until my jaw aches.

“I’m gonna kill him,” I say without thinking. I don’t even know who I’m talking about. My father? The fucker she’s going to marry? Both of their days are numbered.

Caiden doesn’t balk at my admission. This is what he wanted by telling me, after all. “You won’t make it past the front porch of your daddy’s farmhouse if you don’t calm the fuck down. I’m only giving you this heads-up because I hate your father and because there might come a time when I need a favor. Don’t make me regret it by fucking this up.”

“I’ll gut him,” I mutter. “If he’s touched her—” I will lose my fucking mind if anyone touched her. This is my fault. I trusted them. I left her there with them.

“He hasn’t. I’ve got eyes and ears everywhere, and I’m telling you if you come bulldozing into town, she’s fucked. Literally and figuratively.” Caiden makes a humming sound as if he’s trying to decide how much he should or wants to tell me. “Your brother, Lucas, is a real problem. He’s acting like he owns her, essentially making sure she can’t bail on any of this shit.”