The King's Men (All for the Game, #3)

by Nora Sakavic

"Put a hand on me and you'll regret it," Neil said. "Oh, what's this?" Lola said, entertained. "Has the baby finally inherited a spine? Your father will be glad to hear it." "My—" Neil choked on it. "He is in Seattle. You'll never get me that far." "He is in Baltimore," she corrected him. "His parole hearing was on your birthday. They had to notify his family when his case came up. You must have missed the memo, being dead and all, so I'll fill you in. They made a final decision last week, and the feds swung it so he'd get released back to Maryland this morning. They're hoping being back in familiar territory will make him careless." Neil could hear the savage smile in her words. "Don't worry, kid. They'll never know you stopped by. I'll make sure of it." Neil blinked and saw that zero on his eyelids. He was out of time. For a moment Neil felt the weight of Andrew's mouth against his. He dug his fingers into his lower lip and tried to breathe around them. "You don't honestly think you can take me away from here," Neil said. "My team will know I'm missing and they won't get back on the road without me." "They don't have a choice. We can't kill them," Lola said, "but we can hurt them. You'll see." "No,"

His father omg!!!