King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter Two Hundred Thirty-Six

Adrik

While the information we’d just discovered was important, I was having trouble keeping my mind from thinking about Sephie and how much I could feel her anger feed into mine. But also, how much control she had over hers, compared to me. My anger always felt like a ticking time bomb, just under the surface. I would have to struggle to keep it contained when it reached a certain point. I had learned over the years to keep it just under that point, so I could use it to my advantage when I needed to intimidate someone. Sephie, however, could raise and lower her anger at will.

I’d seen her get so angry that her eyes went dark a few times since I noticed it in the ring with Mike that day. But the few times it happened before, she was visibly angry. Tonight, she looked and felt like she was calming down, but when she opened her eyes after Chris left the office, they were as clark as I’d ever seen them. It surprised me. It was like her anger was cloaked. She didn’t look like she was about to lose control, but her eyes told a different story.

While we waited on Keith, I let my anger rise to the point where I knew it was still easily controlled. I needed it to intimidate Keith into telling us everything. Before, Sephie would feel me get angry and would try to help keep me calm. I’d learned that it actually helped me increase the level of anger since I knew I had her to help mitigate it. But tonight, she didn’t try to keep me calm when she felt it. I could feel her anger feeding mine, but also controlling mine. I was at a level that it would have been difficult to control previously when Keith walked into the office, but with Sephie by my side, I felt a mastery of it that I’d never felt before. We’re going to need to discuss this later.

I squeezed Sephie just a little tighter in my lap, as she was worried that she’d made a huge mistake. I knew she was going to worry over this for a while. “I don’t think Chris and Keith are a problem either. I will admit to wanting to just ki ll Andy and be done with it, but he seems to provide valuable information periodically, so I’m torn on wasting that resource. Maybe we should restrict his movements in the building until this is over, just to be safe. Either keep him in his apartment or keep him in room,” I said.

“Room” was a nice way of saying holding cell. It was my own psychological trick I played on people.

weren’t pleasant stories. There is clear hatred there,” Stephen said. “And Chris has talked to Keith about his m om being si ck. I might’ve checked that one out

all looked to Stephen, somewhat surprised that he’d checked Chris’s story already. “What?

as much, which makes me happy. I vote for putting Andy in a room. He can still get messages outside the building

being able to think like the enemy. He could put himself in their shoes, think like them, and be able to predict what they would do next. It was a useful skill

and Keith can go back to their apartments,” I said. Viktor stood up to take care of the arrangements, his phone in hand as he

his way by. He looked visibly relieved. “Um, sir, in the interest of full transparency, there is one more thing.” He noticed the look on my face and immediately put his hands up in defense in front

so it didn’t take

bad about what happened and she wants to apologize, but she thinks you all are really Intimidating. We overheard her

that we’re not intimidating. She’s just Intimidated. If she would grow a pair, she might get some

Misha said. He looked disgusted to even be talking