Page 79 of Omega Tricked

“My dad’s license plate. Charles killed my dad and then had his car chopped up. Why would an innocent man do that, Dylan? Tell me that?”

I stared at the license plate, not knowing what to say. “That doesn’t prove anything.”

“It proves Dad was in the compound. No one has heard from him or his driver in over a month.” He tossed the plate on the chair Charles had been sitting in. He looked exhausted, and he rubbed his eyes. “I can’t just let him murder my dad and do nothing. That’s not how it works in my world.”

I scrunched my face. “Who the hell are you? Why do you have people calling you boss?”

“They work for me.”

“Yeah, but why do you have hired henchmen working for you?” I eyed him suspiciously. “I know obviously you don’t sell medical supplies. What do you do?”

He didn’t respond right away, but then he said softly, “I run an art gallery.”

I shook my head. “No. You must do more than that.”

“Have you ever heard of the Sabine family?” His expression was wary.

“No.”

“Well, Corbin Sabine ran a crime syndicate based out of Turbin. He’s my dad.” He pushed his hands into his pockets. “I’m the eldest son and the only living heir. It’s my duty to step up and find out what happened to Dad. I’ve done that, and now the person who killed him has to pay.”

“You really think Charles killed your father?”

“I do.” He twisted his lips. “Once I have a chance to talk to him in depth, I’ll know for sure.”

“You mean torture, not talk.”

“I need answers,” he snapped. “I want my old life back, and I can’t have that until this is settled.”

“So you’re just going to kill Charles, and then what? Am I next?” I hated that my voice wobbled, but I was scared. The more Lex talked, the more terrified I was.

His jaw hardened, but his eyes were filled with confusion. “I don’t know what to do about you. You weren’t supposed to be involved in this part of it.” He scowled. “Why the fuck did you show up?”

My face warmed. “It doesn’t matter.”

“Yeah, it does. You were sleeping. Why did you hurry down there to the security building?” His gaze was intense, and he moved closer.

I blew out a shaky breath. “I had no idea you were a fuckingliar,” I growled. “I was coming down to lend you support because I knew Charles would be hard on you.” My lower lip trembled. “I wish I’d never met you.”

He closed his eyes, and his jaw hardened. When he opened his eyes, he looked like he was in pain. “I didn’t want you to know any of this. I wanted you to be blissfully unaware, Dylan.”

For one second I had a glimpse of the man I’d known. His tone was gentle, urgent, and my heart ached. But I shook it off and lifted my chin. “It was all still a lie. You were working me. Playing me.” I curled my lip. “And I fell for it. I can’t believe I did, but I fucking believed you were my hero.” I gave a harsh laugh. “What a fucking joke. You must have laughed your ass off at night at what a sucker I was.”

“No.” He shook his head. “I didn’t find it funny in the least. I told you it was real. I told you that.”

“Which part was real, Lex? How couldanyof it be real when I didn’t know one fucking thing about you? Were you pretending to be straight? Was that just a big lie too? Were you manipulating me into sleeping with you?”

“God, no.” He clenched his teeth. “That wasn’t part of anything. That was just me being attracted to you.”

“I don’t believe you. I don’t believe anything that comes out of your mouth anymore.” I crossed my arms, glaring at him. “I want to go to Charles. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”

His tone was bitter as he said, “So Charles can murder my dad, and you’re still on his side?”

“He didn’t. I would stake my life on that.”

“By butting in, you very well may have done just that, Dylan. What the hell am I supposed to do with you now? If I let you go, you’ll rat me out. Your loyalties lie with Charles. You’ve made that clear. This isn’t just about me and you. If you turn me in, then Gabriele goes down too. He’s like family. I can’t just let that happen.”

“No, much better you murder your ex-lover.” I gave him a disgusted look.