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“Why?” Mason asked. He couldn’t help but wonder if the Delcoties had a sick and twisted secret of their own.
“She has the mental age of a five-year-old. Candice is thirty years old, but has round-the-clock care,” Albert said. “She is precious to me and my family. Your father taking her is an act of cruelty. She must have … set rules and a constant … routine. She’s autistic.”
Mason kept his hand on the gun, and he sensed his brothers were equally pissed and disgusted at their father. This was a power play.
“Does Paul know this?” Mason asked.
“I have kept Candice’s identity a secret; however, with your father taking her, that can only mean one thing.”
“He knows, which means there is someone in your house giving him the clues,” Mason said. “You don’t need your checkbook.”
Albert dropped his hand. “If anything happens to Candice, it will mean war, and no matter what deal we agree to, I will slaughter every last one of you.”
“I will get your niece,” Mason said.
He knew several of his father’s hiding places, and he often took trips out there to free the girls he’d gotten stashed away. Mason was sick and tired of cleaning up his messes.
“Your father won’t agree to that.”
“I will handle Paul Savonas,” Mason said. He didn’t want to even think of Paul as his father. He had never been so disgusted and he knew the depths of depravity his father went to.
Stepping away from Albert, they concluded their meeting, and Mason waited until he and his brothers were in a safe space, which was his office. Grabbing the computer, he didn’t give a fuck, he threw it across the room. Hearing it smash as it landed on the floor didn’t make him feel any better.
Reese and Connor stood by as he destroyed his office.
“The fucking waste of human fucking shit, asshole, bastard, evil, disgusting little prick.” The words and insults kept spilling from his lips.
Seconds passed, and they must have turned into minutes. By the time he was finished, his office looked terrible, and his two brothers stood playing a game on their cell phones.
He ran fingers through his hair, and then ran his hands down the lapel of his jacket, took a deep breath, and calmed down.
“Are you done?” Connor asked.
“Nah, let him trash the place some more. I’ve got a new high score,” Reese said.
“I don’t have time for jokes,” Mason said.
“You can’t go and ask him if he has this girl,” Connor said.
“Why not?” This came from Reese.
Mason looked at his youngest brother. “Because he will know I’ve had a meeting with Albert Delcoties, and then we’re in fucking shit.”
“And you don’t think he already knows?”
“I want to hope he doesn’t know,” Mason said. He couldn’t reach out to the Dentons. This was something he was going to have to deal with himself. “I want both of you to go and check his usual spots. Call me if you find her, and free whomever he has. You know the drill. Just don’t get caught.”
Leaving his office, he ignored the mess and spent the rest of the day checking out the other places his brothers wouldn’t think to look. He started at his father’s penthouse suite. He knew the codes to get in, and he also knew his father didn’t have any cameras in his penthouse, for fear of those videos getting into the wrong hands.
Paul Savonas didn’t trust easily, but there were risks he was willing to take. His penthouse suite was clear, as was the hotel he liked to frequent, and three brothels that were also well-known to Paul.
No sign of Candice.
By the end of the day, Connor and Reese didn’t have a clue either. He put a call in to Albert, promising to locate the girl, then he had no choice but to head home. He also didn’t like that his father was nowhere to be seen.
On entering his home, he should have known. If he hadn’t caught Paul or his brothers, then it meant he was at his home.
He looked in the dining room to see David, their gardener, was present, as well as his own father. Anger rolled through him.
