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Yeah, well, we would have to see. “I want a meeting tomorrow. We are going on a hunt if necessary. The fucker will be found and he will die. I don’t give a fuck what we need to do. I am finished with playing the nice guy. That’s not me and never was. You and Styx were right. I’ve been a fucking fool to think I could run from who I am.”
I could hear him sucking in his breath out of shock. So what. Maybe I was the dangerous brother. Angel of Death? I’d show the world a man who showed no mercy. No. I never would again.
“Agreed and about time. I’ll set up the meeting in the morning. Don’t go off halfcocked, brother. I know you care about Sara. That’s obvious, but she’s okay. Whoever is doing this was simply trying to push you into lashing out. You’re the rational one. We’ll find him.”
“We damn well better. Now, I need to think.” Where my two brothers usually acted quickly with typical threats, I was the one who thought the possible ramifications through, ensuring the outcome would be what I wanted it to be.
This time, I was so full of rage I wasn’t certain I could bottle it up for long.
Maybe that’s why when the call was ended and I held my phone against my forehead, I heard a slight cracking sound of the plastic giving way. I tossed it aside, raking my hand across my desk, barely missing smashing my laptop. My patience was gone.
Maybe never to return.
I completed my tantrum by pounding my fist on my desk several times. “Fuck. Fuck.” After slapping both palms on the surface, I hung my head, seeing blood in my vision. I would find the fuck and cut his head off.
“I take it we’re not going to the ceremony.”
The shot of electricity almost dropped me to my knees. I slowly lifted my head, drinking in the vision before me. While the woman I adored had been threatened, I’d been off purchasing shit as presents. But she looked incredible in the dress I’d bought her, the stilettos adding inches of height while accentuating her already long legs.
My mind went to filthy aspects of what I wanted instead of the business at hand. I walked around the edge, stepping on the items I’d tossed off carelessly. “It’s not a good idea. I’m sorry.” I’d never answered her question because I wasn’t certain about her mindset, how she’d handle the truth.
Or maybe I just didn’t want to divulge what a monster I truly was.
She nodded and walked further into the room, glancing down at the mess I’d made. “That’s fine.” Her words were perfunctory. “I didn’t care to go anyway.”
Which meant she was disappointed. I couldn’t risk taking her. If there was some vendetta being planned, the ceremony would be the perfect time and place to begin eliminating us.
If that’s what the fucker intended.
Nothing was off the table at this point.
The silence was telling and awkward. I sighed and looked away. “Did you open the computer?”
“Yes, it’s way too expensive but very powerful. Just like you.” Now she had a wistful tone, and I sensed the heat of her piercing eyes before she walked carefully toward my bar.
I cocked my head, watching as she grabbed another rocks glass, filling both with the expensive whiskey. Every action she took was methodical, every step after spinning around to face me practiced. It was possible she was in a state of denial or even slight shock.
“It’s the least I could do for all the hard work you’ve been putting in on the book.”
“Being given co-author rights will be payment enough.”
At least I could still chuckle. And she wasn’t joking. “Already in the works, baby. Already in the works.”
She was one of the strongest women I’d ever met. As she handed me the drink and our fingers touched, we both took a deep breath.
“Who threatened me about you?”
“I wish I knew the answer, Sara. My brothers and I have been attempting to discover the bastard.”
“That means you’ve been threatened before.”
“Yes. By email and phone. It’s a game, a similar one to what our father used to play when he was luring his prey to the hunt.” It was at the point she deserved to know the situation was becoming even more dangerous.
“An old enemy?”
“That’s what we’re looking into and I suspect it’s someone like a family member of a former… client of my father’s.”
She burst into nervous laughter. “A client. A nice of way of putting a former piece of prey.”
