from me. That you agreed to my terms. My terms were you would not do certain things, have sex with me, and drink from me. You . You never said us or we . That’s a bait and switch. If you require them in the room, that’s a security thing, and I concede that, but for them to join in, that’s a different deal.”
“Chicago, don’t,” Boston begged me, his face going pale. “You won the argument. Don’t open the deal again, baby bro. You won’t win twice.”
“Then help me broker a better one instead of saying no this isn’t happening,” I snapped.
“Fine,” Boston and Director Fabian ground out together. I heard the man who spoke earlier taking a harsh breath, and I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, carefully not reacting when I saw his pants tenting and lust in his eyes. Was he that excited that I’d opened the discussion back to including them?
This night seriously was going from crazy to this can’t be happening to no fucking way !
“What do you want in addition?” His tone was even but I could see the storm in his eyes.
The funny thing was I didn’t have a clue. I ended up exclaiming the first thing that popped in my head when thinking about running from the government. “Cash!” Then I turned about twelve shades of red and groaned. “Oh gods, I am a whore. We have aliases and accounts in them but we should probably be using cash just in case. Just trade us cash for—”
“Breathe, Chicago,” Seattle said gently as he was suddenly in front of me. “You don’t have to do this, okay? We’ll be just fine if we walk out those doors right now.”
I nodded and took a few breaths before letting him, and only him, see in my eyes that I kind of wanted to. I mean, the coven leader was hot and four of them with me? Wasn’t that every gay man’s fantasy? When would I ever get another chance like this? And we did need help. Astonishment flashed in his eyes before he hid it.
He pressed his mouth to my ear so I alone would hear him. “They want to know what’s on that thumb drive and they want you badly, baby bro. You are not the pauper here begging for handouts. You hold the cards. Just remember once you’re alone with them you will be at their mercy so don’t go too far because they will not forget that later and take the fun out of the fantasy for you.”
“Thank you,” I breathed, feeling better now that I understood the game. He kissed my cheek and stepped out of the way again. I took a deep breath and focused on Director Fabian again before pointing to the guy on his right. “For adding him, whatever weapons Seattle and Boston deem we need and they know how to use. I leave that up to them but we shouldn’t do this unarmed.”
“Done,” he immediately agreed.
Then I picked the first guy on his left, the one who had looked at me with lust. It took me a second to realize he was mouthing something discretely. A later save . What could that—oh!
“For adding him, a later save. You guys can travel by mist. If we get tied up again, we call on a burner you buy, and you send us help. As director of a coven and loyal ruler under the Paranormal Parliament it would be your duty anyways to come to our aid when our mission is to get them information they need.” When he growled, I held up my hand. “But of course you would have offered that as such a noble and fair leader as my father said and that should be rewarded.”
“Rightly so as your own sacrifice in the undertaking you have involved yourself in,” he hedged, eyeing me as if realizing there was more to me than he expected. “I shall grant you two saves if possible. Meaning if we are not under attack ourselves. I swear that on my honor and your brother can attest that I keep my word.”
“I can and know you would rather die than break it,” Seattle said solemnly. Good to know it was so important to them then.
I looked at the last guy like he’d have the answers and kind of drew a blank.
“Medical supplies and