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“Well, I’ve yet to have anyone contact me directly.” I wondered why.
He glanced over my shoulder. “I take it your visitor is here?”
“Yes, she’s here.”
“Just so you know. Tomorrow we’re to meet at Creed’s house and head to the required destination to handle the issue.”
I chuckled. “Everyone is so cryptic. I don’t have a fucking clue what the issue is.”
He darted another look over my shoulder as if expecting she would be standing there. “Let’s just say someone has been making another fuss about the estate grounds, a reporter who is determined to break the secret veil everyone insists we keep.”
“We do keep it, brother, which could eventually come back to bite us. I’ve warned Creed several times.”
“He’s hardheaded like you are.”
“This reporter could cause some real issues.” And I was being serious. We could use our influence for almost every profession or politician, but reporters were entirely different animals in their own right. “Let me guess, he was invited to Creed’s home.”
“Are you kidding me? Even Creed isn’t that brazen any longer. He knows better than to poke the bear. The guy would be wired. We’re headed to his house.”
“Elimination?”
He smiled. “Not if he cooperates. It’s always dicey taking out a reporter, especially when they’ve already alluded to the story they were working on.”
“Ah, shit. Asshole.”
“Yeah, well, we’re going to convince him that writing a scathing article isn’t in his best interest health wise.”
I rubbed my jaw, an idea popping into my head. “You know what? I could quickly pen a story or two about how fabulous we are, including our continuous contributions and the charitable donations we’ve made to the arts community, students, and the local children’s hospital. Something that will add to our stellar reputation.”
“I knew it was a good idea to have a very talented writer in our family. Brilliant idea.”
We both laughed. The man had better take our recommendations. If not? Well, facing the wrath of not one but three Saint family members was akin to a torturous death sentence.
“Very true and I am damn good. I’ll throw something together. Let me know when and where.”
“Ten a.m. Creed is ensuring the guy will be at his place when we arrive.”
“Fine. By the way, you could have called to tell me that,” I told him.
“I could have. You’re not going to ask me in?”
“Do you need to come in?”
“What’s wrong with a friendly visit by your brother?”
Styx thought he was being so fucking cool. “Fine. But don’t you dare tease me.”
“Moi?” he laughed. “Not this guy but I will say I sensed you weren’t yourself the other day. Today at the office confirmed it. Plus, I heard you’re giving up teaching?”
“You can’t have secrets in this damn family. I might. It depends on how the book goes. Plus, there’s enough to do at the office.” I closed the door behind him, taking a quick glance toward the stairs. I wasn’t interested in Sara learning more about the family secrets. Not yet anyway.
“You’re such a fucking bad liar. What the hell is going on?” Styx wasn’t one to mince words, although some would say he had more couth than either Creed or me.
It was impossible not to laugh around him. He and Creed had been doing their best to pick me apart for years, acting like shrinks instead of brothers. “Would you like a drink? I plan on having another one.”
He narrowed his eyes, checking the time. So it was a little after four. So what? We were both adults.
“Why not? I have a short drive back to my house. As I said, I’m not leaving yet. We have a scumbag enemy to find. Remember?”
