Susanna gave a small nod. "Yeah, I'll go in."

Honestly, she didn't really want to see Derek right now.

But she walked into the room anyway.

Hull glanced at Barnaby. "Go ahead and bring him in."

"Sure thing, boss."

Barnaby left and returned quickly, escorting Derek into the room-alone. Not a single member of his crew was allowed in with him.

He'd shown up solo.

Hull sat back in his chair, a cigarette dangling from his fingers, making no move to stand.

Derek greeted him curtly, "Mr. Miguel."

There was no denying Derek's presence-he had the unmistakable aura of a Black Gate man. He and Susanna looked strikingly alike, especially their eyes. But where Susanna's gaze was clear and unguarded, Derek's was all calculation and old scars.

Right now, though, he just looked tired. Clearly, the past few days hadn't been kind to him.

didn't answer. He just took another drag of his cigarette, his expression unreadable. To Derek, it

certain-Hull didn't care all that much about Susanna. If he did, he'd at least show a little respect to her

tightened. He sat down across from Hull, cutting right to the


bother

Derek-probably the first time he'd been treated like

family—are you really just using Susanna as an excuse to go after

arched an

"I'd like to know, what exactly did

your people-we've always stayed out of each other's way. Never

out through

was true. The two sides had always kept to themselves. So why rock the boat

"What is it about Black Gate that you

searching for something buried within

mocking laugh. "Mr. Murray, do you really

have you just forgotten?"

dripped with


what to

he held

The slight curve of

his eyes grew

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