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“That fecking gobshite, arse piece. I’ll kill him. Ye hear me, ye fecking bastard, yer dead.”
“Rudy, get ahold of yerself, for feck sake.” Da took the note and handed it to Patrick.
“Our security team is?—”
“Here. Saoirse texted before you called.” A tall gent bustled in wearing all black followed closely by two others. “There were two flower delivery trucks here within the last half hour. They were in and out within minutes. I assumed they’d dropped packages off at the front desk.”
“Mr. Ferguson,” Jeff, one of the main security team, bustled off the lift, “we did get an image, but it’s blurry; he or she knew to hide their face.”
“They’ve been here before.”
“Cameron, this is me son-in-law, Gavin Thomas. He and his team can look into this for ye. They’re good, real good, at what they do.”
“Aye, appreciate it, old chap.” Da turned to May. “Get yer things, you and the lass are going home.”
“He will not?—”
“Ye are gonnea do as I say, lass. Get yer bag, and let’s get you to safety. I won’t have ye in danger.” Da’s voice was hard, in charge. He would have her carried out if she didn’t go. “Rudy, go with them.”
“I—”
“I said go now, boy. Get yer arse moving. Jeff, get me the feed from the hidden cameras.”
“The what?” I asked.
Da smirked. “Go home, boy. Keep the women safe. We will resume this when I get home. Gavin, could ye please send a car to get me wife? I will call and tell her yer coming.”
“Absolutely. Spider?”
“On it, Cap. Just send me the location, sir. I will get her home safe.”
“Thank ye, my boy.”
I clapped Da on the shoulder and hurried to take Ella’s hand. She and Gran had their bags in hand, and we moved toward the lift.
“Stairs,” the large man with Gavin said, moving before us. I didn’t question him, simply followed.
By the time we made it to the main lobby, there were more men in black, earpieces on and their hands on side arms. I nodded at them as I led the way out of the building. I helped Gran and Ella into the limo and climbed in myself.
“Why is this happening?” May asked, hugging Ella to her side.
“That fecking bastard wants Ella. He can’t have her.”
“How do you know it was him?” Ella asked, her brows tugging together. “And that wasn’t about me.”
“Aye, that nasty bastard had someone?—”
“No,” she snapped. “Did you not read that card? That package was addressed to you, Rudy. Not me.”
“What?”
“They were brought up, and the card was addressed to you.” She sighed. “I opened the card to see who they were from. I dropped the box when I read the note. I didn’t even realize they were,” she waved a hand around, “That note says they’re coming after you!”
“Ella, love,” I said, moving seats to sit on her other side. “No one is going to get me. It’s you I’m worried about.”
“Who have you pissed off lately, Rudy? Could it be someone you had a business falling out with? I can’t recall anything. Your dad hasn’t mentioned it at least.”
“I’m always pissing someone aff. I don’t keep a list.”
