Page 80 of Rogue

I smack him across the face. “Forget it. I’m warning you, if you breathe a word of her to anyone, instead of your thigh, I’ll shoot you in the balls.”

“Okay. Okay. I’m sorry.”

“Leave.”

“What?”

The phone vibrates for the fourth time. My delaying answering it is only going to piss Hayden off more.

“Get out.”

Francis scrambles to his feet and stalks out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

Good riddance. Given the present state of our partnership, I’d rather him not hear what I’ve discovered.

“Kylie,” I answer.

Dead silence. I sigh. Terrific.

“I’m in. And Franco’s been talking.”

“About?” Hayden demands on the other end.

“Making money. Novák’s been giving him money up front to purchase drugs to distribute stateside and sell at a huge profit. Franco’s cut is huge, so it stands to reason Novák is making a fortune as well.”

“Continue.”

I scowl. How does he know there’s more?

“I have two cities where Franco has been doing business. As far as I know, he had only one partnership and only one foreign contact. Novák.”

“What cities?”

“Geneva and Paris.”

“Did he say he meets Novák in either?”

I grin. “Not directly. But within the same conversation, he complained that Novák does more of the traveling.”

“Anything more?”

“Novák will return to Shelby the first week of the month.”

More silence. I tap my foot, waiting him out. A little perturbed my news didn’t warrant a “Good job, Kylie.”

At long last, Hayden breaks. “You didn’t you report in? It’s been three days. You’re in violation of your contract.”

“Amended contract, remember? I added two clauses?”

I hear him cursing on the other end.

“Don’t do it again.”

“An agreement is an agreement.”

The line goes quiet. But his farewell warning fills the room. “Not if you’re dead.”

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