Ash breathed out and backed into the counter. “I’m just sayin’. You belong to the Mercenaries, and don’t you forget it.”
“I don’t belong to anybody.” The room was rank with the smell of sewage and raw fish. Raze glanced at the window to see the world lightening outside. “I have to go.” He turned for the door, keeping Ash in his sights.
“One week, Shadow. That’s all you have left.”
“I know.” Heat circulated through his chest, leaving a piercing pain. Even so, he shot Ash a hard look and waited until the guy paled. “Tell Greyson I’m looking forward to settling up with him.”
Ash smiled and flashed his disgusting teeth. “Oh, I will. You have five days to bring Vivienne Wellington here, or you know what happens. Grey wants confirmation you’re on track.”
Raze breathed in and said the words that would finish off any soul he still had. “I’ll have her here in five nights, per our agreement. Midnight.” Without another word, he turned and strode into the storm.