BANE

I DIALED Andy’s number and put the call on speaker. He hadn’t texted me to let me know he’d dropped Wren off at my apartment, and the guy was notorious for following orders to the letter.

Hanging up, I tried again, but it simply went to voice mail. Fuck, where the hell was he?

“Everything all right, boss?” Dagger asked as he strolled into my office.

“Yes. No. Fuck.” I ran my hands through my hair. “I don’t know. I can’t get a hold of Andy.”

“What was he supposed to be doing?”

“Dropping Wren off, but that was an hour ago.”

Dagger pressed his lips together in a...