Until then, I’ll be her fucking dog.
Chapter 24
Ginger
Pulling out my cell phone,I bring up the tracking app and filter it to a few select pins within the compound. There are many pins, but these are ones only I have control over.
In the room I assigned to Sin, I see the small dot moving back and forth. I imagine him pacing the room, eager to get out, and it pleases me. Zooming out, I watch another dot as it moves down the hall toward me before there’s a knock at the door.
Predictably, he doesn’t wait, entering before I reply. I don’t comment, flicking off the app and putting my phone to silent.
Kris closes the door behind him before sitting across from me.
“You’re back,” he says, holding a steaming mug in hand. “You finally get rid of the liability?”
“No, I employed him. He’s got a room down the hall,” I reply smartly, chuckling to myself when he sputters into his cup. His eyes narrow on me, and he slams the cup down.
“What the fuck are you getting at, Galina?”
“I know enough of his story to satisfy me, performed my own tests. He’s got his tracking chip in, he isn’t going anywhere. May as well use him,” I explain, unsure why I’m even doing so. I’m aware that keeping Sin at all is dangerous without knowing why he’s here, who he really is, and I wonder if I’m justifying it to Kris or myself.
I mentally shrug.No regrets, I silently remind myself.
Kris brings two fingers up to the bridge of his nose and squeezes.
“You know, if I’m supposed to be security, to keep you safe, I can’t really fucking do that if you ignore every bit of advice I give.”
“I don’t know what you mean, brother dearest. I always listen to your advice,” I tease, and he glares at me.
“Get rid of him.”
“No.”
Our eyes meet, a battle of wills between us, but Krystof knows that I get what I want. In the past, he’s never felt the need to step out of place so why he is now is beyond me. It’s been a long time since anyone has been able to take any decision from me, family or not. I want Sin, and I’ll fucking have him, consequences be damned.
“If security is still your concern, you can look in to him further for me. I’ll forward you the information I do have. I wouldn’t mind more information.”
“My job is to keep you safe.”
“And to do that, I need information.”
His jaw is still tight as he replies. “And if it turns up nothing?”
I shrug. “Then I keep him close anyway. What’s that shitty saying about enemies?”
“You’re too stubborn for your own good,” he grumbles, and I smile, knowing that's as close to acceptance as I’ll get from him.
“Enough about that asshole,” he continues. “What’s the update on order 622?”
I nod, pulling out some papers from my desk.
“Hannah and I finished everything, it’s all set to go. Names, places, times, all of it.”
Kris nods, leaning across to grab the papers before he starts looking through them.
“Anything noteworthy I should be looking at?” he asks.
“Just make sure you familiarize yourself with the new coolers they’re requesting we use so there aren’t any fuck ups on the day. Apparently, they’re better for storage or some shit like that.”