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Chapter 115

Chapter 115

“Fay!” Kent yells the moment he walks into his house, storming

down the hall.

His household staff freeze and then scatter when they sense that

something is wrong. Kent is passively pleased by this — they, at least, know their place.Still, Fay doesn’t answer him. Kent calls for her again, heading up

the steps at a brisk pace. When he arrives at her room he pushes

open her door, not bothering to knock, ready to tell her to learn to

come when she’s called.

But when he enters the room, she’s not there.

The bed is mussed and scattered with books, pens, and paper- as if she had just been sitting there a moment ago. But wherethe

hell is she?

Angry, he turns, ready to search the rest of the house.

Unfortunately for her, a housekeeper is skittering past at just that

moment.

“Where is she,” Kent says, grabbing the woman by the arm, his voice harsh.“Um,” she says, looking up at him with fear in her eyes. “She left.

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A few hours ago.”

Kent takes a step forward, glaring down at the woman. “Where did she go?”2/4

The woman shakes her head frantically. “I don’t know,” she says, her voice going soft. “but she was wearing...those boots.”

Kent lets the woman go, realizing belatedly that his anger here is misplaced. He doesn’t say another word to her, just heads backdown the stairs as the woman hurries down the hall towards the

spare bedrooms.

Kent bangs through the door to the kitchen, striding over to the table of older gentlemen.

“Who let her go,” he demands, seeking answers.

The three men look up at Kent, their faces blank.

“What's going on here,” one of the men says, leaning back in

his chair, not frightened of Kent or the anger building within him. “Why are you taking this out on us?”Kent just glares at him, not willing to tolerate this small talk. He just

wants answers.

“She went to the barn,” another one says, equally casual. “She loves that horse. You know she does.”Chapter 115

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“Who took her,” Kent says, running low on patience. “She did not

have permission to go.”

“Well, no one told her that,” the same man says, shrugging and turning back to his coffee. “The kid took her — the young one.Jerome. They headed out a few hours ago.”

Kent strides out of the kitchen then and through the door to the garage, grabbing a set of keys off the wall and heading for thelast car in the row. He hardly ever takes the Bugatti, but — well. He

wants to get there fast.

Twenty minutes later, Kent pulls into the drive of the stables. He’s

running mostly on rage right now, hardly thinking through hisactions, instead concentrating his energies on figuring out hisnext steps.

He has so much he has to sort through. He has to organizereconnaissance to figure out where the other families stand inregards to Alden and Ivan, he has to figure out just how far Ivanhas actually gone within the drug trade — whether he’s taken down

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