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His eyes narrowed at the man he once respected and may have even looked up to. Jay was probably, no he was, the only slave that Jacob would allow to tow that fine line of testing his patience before he snapped him back into place. “And naturally it wasn’t you, right?” he moved to pick up the phone so he could call the guard Jacob had put in charge. “You think hiding in my office is gonna protect you, Croft? You really want me to call one of those trainers in?”
“The fuck would I do with an iPod?” Jayden rolled his eyes and then watched carefully as Jacob picked up the phone. He strolled forward, hands in his pockets, and casually, before Jacob could know he was making a move, pressed the receiver to end the call. “Don’t call Sofia. She’s got a screw loose. I’m not hiding in your office. I’m temporarily residing here until your guards realise their iPod is probably just in their locker.”









