“Because he is,” Bain said.
“Enough, you two. Stay out of my fucking business.”
“It’s your business why I’m here, Chains. I could be with Scarlett right now, enjoying another long vacation, but as it is I’m dealing with this bullshit. Tell me why I would help you out or even stay out of your business?” Bain glanced at him in the rear-view mirror. “Did you even fucking think about the consequences of your actions? She could have family that went out hunting for her. Do you really think Boss would have handled a shitstorm that long or that involved? Killer of Kings is a secret organization, and you can’t just snatch people off the streets because you feel like it.”
He heard the anger in Bain’s voice.
The man was right.
If Lori had been anyone else, if her parents had given a shit about her, this would have ended a lot differently. It hadn’t though, and he wasn’t worried, not even a little.
“Did my parents try to look for me?” Lori asked.
“What?” This came from Bain.
Chains glanced over at El Diablo and saw the man looked uncomfortable, no humor on his face.
“You heard me,” Lori said. “You mentioned my parents. Did they go to look for me? Alert the cops? Anything?”
“It doesn’t matter,” Bain said, looking tense.
“You’re the one to bring it up. I’m a big girl. I can handle myself, and I know the answer anyway.”
“Then you don’t need me to say it.”
“I want to hear you say it.”
Chains didn’t know what his woman was getting at, but he remained quiet.
“Did my parents try to find me at any point? Even put out a missing persons report?”
“No.” Bain’s voice was muffled as if he was speaking through gritted teeth.
“I didn’t hear that.”
“No, there was no missing persons report or even a notice that you hadn’t been home.”
“It was like I just left one day, and they didn’t even care,” Lori said. She shrugged. “I don’t think you should be using my parents as an example. They didn’t even notice a daughter gone.”
She rested her head on Chains’s shoulder. Placing a finger beneath her chin, he tilted her head back.
“You okay, baby?” he asked.
She nodded. “There’s no point being sad about that. I knew my parents didn’t care about me.”
“Do you want me to kill them for you?”
“You’d do that, wouldn’t you?”
“In a heartbeat.”
“No. I don’t want that. They don’t matter any more to me. All that matters right now is you, me, and that I’ve got to some way get you out of trouble with your boss.”
“His name is Boss.”
“So you’ve got a boss named Boss?”
“Yes.”