Prince of Ruin

Chapter Twenty-Six: Theodore

"The Cottage?" Bastian asked.

"No time. Thank you, Broderick." He tipped his glass to me and I grabbed Baz's arm, apparating out and to the front door of the Danworth's house.

I pounded on the door, Baz reached over to ring the bell. Neither of us stopped until the door opened, a very annoyed-looking Calvin Danworth on the other side.

"What?" He snapped, then he registered who we were. "What?" He repeated, more softly.

"Where is the cottage?" I asked, pushing past him into the house. Baz hurried in after me.

"What?"

"Are you a fucking parrot, is that all you can say? Where is a goddamned cottage?" I snarled, whirling, but running into Baz instead, whose hands came up to stop me from storming back at Calvin.

"What is going on here?" The soft voice of Delilah joined the fray.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out dear, go back to dinner and-"

"Your man whore of a husband got my wife kidnapped."

The blank stares I got in return just made the urge to punch Calvin in his stupid fucking face even stronger.

"Kidnapped? Okay- Come in, come in." Delilah started for the sunroom where we had met her for tea last week. Just last week? It felt like a million years ago.

"We think Coco was taken by someone else you've been having an affair with." Bastian didn't move, his attention was on Calvin. "Kaitlyn."

The blood drained from Calvin's face instantly.

"K-Kaitlyn, my assistant? I didn't-"

"Calvin." Delilah snapped. "I already know, if Coco is in danger just- tell them whatever they need to know."

Calvin deflated, his shoulders actually drooping.

"Delilah I-"

"I don't need excuses or promises, Calvin, just tell the boys where the damned cottage is. Quickly." She turned and walked out of the hall in the direction they'd originally come from.

"Follow me," Calvin muttered, leading us back in a different direction, opening the door to what seemed to be a large home office. He opened a drawer in the desk, and removed the false bottom of the desk, sitting it on top of the mahogany top.

I felt my stomach turn at all of this, at the solid proof of him hiding paperwork pertaining to his affairs in the house he kept with his wife. I felt my hand clench into a fist- the urge to slam it into Danworth's stupid face over and over was almost overwhelming.

Baz seemed to sense my rising irritation because he stepped closer to me, bumping my shoulder with his. When my eyes slid to the left to look at him, he gave a small shake of his head.

I pushed the rage down and forced my way through it, I needed this information. I could make Calvin regret all his bad choices later, with Coco by my side, so she could step on him with her heels after I'm done.

"Okay here." Calvin walked back around, holding a simple sheet of paper in his hand. I took it, there was an address on it- it and a picture- it was the sales listing. "I didn't- I didn't think Kaitlyn would do this though. She knows that what she and I have is just sex. There would be no reason for her to do anything to Cordelia-"

"Shut up." I snapped, reading out to snatch the paper out of his hands, but he pulled it back

"She won't be there." Calvin insisted, There was another banging on the door. "What the bloody hell is going on now?" He snapped, pushing past Baz and me, back down the hall.