The Heirs: The Silver Knight

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Imogen

The peaceful, one-night-only bubble that Aleks and I created last night comes to an abrupt end the morning after when it's time to plan our next move. We are so close. So, so close to finding Gabe – to bringing justice for Owen and Rory. And all the other people Gabe and his family have hurt.

Rhys Whelan, Xander Corozza, Aleks, and I are set up in the dining room, discussing a plan for getting to Jersey.

"We should grab him while they're in transport," I say.

Aleks nods in approval.

Rhys points a finger at me, "I like that idea. More off-guard."

Xander rubs a hand over his beard, contemplating. "I wonder if we can figure out the route they'll take...I wonder if there is anyone any of us could possibly have on the inside."

"It might be worth contacting Jemma Mancini's family – maybe even the Abatis. I don't think they're pleased with the Rossis right now..." I say. I talked to Jemma briefly yesterday to check-in and make sure they were all doing okay over there.

"We'll talk to the dads," Aleks says, "Good idea, Donnelly." He crosses his arms over his chest, giving me a small smirk. He looks like wants to eat me alive. And not in the bad way... I give him a look, narrowing my eyes at him.

Nestor comes storming into the room.

"Are you all done yet?! Can we go out now?" he asks.

I check my phone. We've been holed up in here for hours. It's past dinner time and I can't even remember the last time we weren't talking about all the different ways to corner Gabe. Was it even sunny out?

Rhys grumbles under his breath, checking his phone. "No can do for me. I have to get back to Boston tonight. You kids have fun."

Xander sighs. "I could use a drink."

"Excellent!" Nestor claps his hands together happily. "Pakhan?" he grins at Aleks.

Aleks gives him a deadpan look.

I try not to burst out laughing at the two bruised eyes and fat lip Nestor is nursing from both Aleks' punch and my cousin's yesterday.

"Come on, gorgeous," Nestor says, sauntering over to me, throwing his arm around me. "Talk some sense into your man. You deserve to wear a nice little dress and go out for a drink with the big boys. Doesn't she, Aleks?"

"You have three seconds to get your fucking arm off of her," Aleks says, almost too calmly.

Nestor sighs as he removes his arm from around me.

I cross my arms over my chest and give him a look.

"Come on. We're all going!" Nestor claps his hands together.

"Not me," Aleks shakes his head, running a hand through his hair. He gives me a hesitant look. "You should go have some fun."

I roll my lips together, fighting the urge to grin.

I have a feeling I'd have far more fun staying in with him tonight than going out to some disgusting nightclub.

"I should stay in. I'm tired, and I have homework to do," I lie.