Iwoke up with Regan wrapped around me. Her leg was thrown over mine, her hand laying over my stomach, and her head tucked between my arm and chest. I had never woken up and loved my life as much as I did now. I was so close to having everything I wanted, but I needed to push a little further.
But I couldn’t wait around any longer. I needed her dad taken care of so we could move on with our life. The blankets slid off of me and Regan did, too, as I slipped out of bed and changed before heading down to the kitchen.
It didn’t take long for Regan to come down, her hair a mess and my hoodie wrapped around her. My chest tightened as she came over and slipped her arms around me.
“Are you making me breakfast again?” she asked, still sleepy.
“Yeah, Rebel. I’ll have it ready for you soon.”
She held on, moving with me around the kitchen as I cooked. How could I risk this being taken away now? Would I really have to choose between her and getting my revenge on her dad?
She sat, quietly watching me as I finished and slid a plate to her.
“This is pretty nice. I think I could get used to it,” she said, smiling as she took her first bite. “Keep this up, and I might not mind you staying here.”
I shook my head, laughing as I walked around to sit next to her. “I’ll keep that in mind. I have a serious question for you,” I said. I had stayed awake half the morning thinking this over and needed to know what she thought.
“Okay, I’m listening.”
“If it wasn’t your dad who did all this—the burning of my house, my garage, my parents—why would he put a hit out on me? Why specifically me? Anyone in our world knows we’re a group and would put a call out for all of us.”
She seemed to think it over, but she wouldn’t meet my eye. “Maybe he saw us together at Sweet Haven and didn’t like you. It’s not like you make a great first impression.” She nearly smirked, but thought better of it.
“If that was the situation, then he would know exactly who the girl on the back of my bike was before he set out to have her killed.”
Regan didn’t say anything, choosing to take another big bite of her pancakes. Finally, she swallowed and met my eye. “I don’t know. Maybe he just wanted to get one of you, and not pay for you all.”
“Come on, Regan.”
“Come on, what? I need more proof, Rook. He’s my dad. I mean, I’m pretty pissed about the business and Elliot stuff, but I can’t completely think he’s this big, scary bad guy without proving it. He is still my dad.”
“Fine, hurry and eat, so we can go look through the office.”
Her eyes narrowed at me as she finished up before heading out and right into the office.
Evie and Mason had been in here most of the night setting up Evie’s little war corner. Her new computers cost a small fortune,but supposedly, they would do better than ever for getting her into any corner of the internet we wanted.
Besides that, the rest of the room had been largely untouched. I didn’t want Regan to find any reason to not trust me.
“If we are going through the office, I have a question. Harper and I found something when we went through it. I wanted to ask you about before, but then all this happened, and I didn’t have a chance.”
“Okay, what is it?”
“In here,” she said, walking around the large wooden desk. “There’s a locked drawer here that Harper got in. The documents inside… I don’t know what they mean. If you want me to believe you, start with opening that up and tell me what the papers mean.”
I looked around for anything sharp enough to shove in and pick the lock, happy that it clicked open easy enough.
“At least you being a criminal is beneficial sometimes.”
“Just sometimes? I think you’ve benefited from it plenty of times,” I said, clicking open the small drawer and reaching in.
“It’s almost got me killed plenty of times, too.”
“Fair point.”
I threw the stack of papers on the desk as the entire group filed into the office. Luckily, the place was big enough that everyone could spread out. I flipped through the pages, taking in every word before I said anything.
Lists of shipments, amounts of money, large and small, and different names were all there. Page after page of lists until I got to one with four shipment names with very large sums of money listed next to it.