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Chapter Fourteen
Dalton stepped out into the hallway with Dallas. He’d left the Grahams alone with their daughter. The team of doctors had just disappeared from the room, having assessed her and adjusted her mediations. Hopefully, they would be discharging her soon.
Dallas motioned for them to move down the hallway.
Dalton was tense, walking behind Dallas. He led Dalton to an empty waiting room at the end of the hallway.
“Did you find him?” Dalton asked immediately. He folded his arms across his chest and waited for his brother’s response.
He couldn’t read Dallas’s face.
“We got a solid lead on him. The idiot really thinks he’s gotten away. We’re tracking his cellphone right now,” Dallas announced.
“Good.” Dalton grunted. The son of a bitch didn’t deserve any mercy for what he had done to Anya.
By the bruises on her face, Glenn had slapped her a few good times, and the strangulation marks on her neck were enough to have Dalton seeing red.
Glenn had left her half dead, and by setting the building on fire, he had meant to finish her off.
Dalton shook his head. “Had I been a second later…”
“Don’t torture yourself.” Dallas laid a hand on Dalton’s shoulder. “You made it. You got her out. She’s alive. That’s all that matters.”
“Thanks, bro.” Dalton sniffed.
“Awe, don’t you go getting sappy on me. I’ll beat your ass to toughen you up,” Dallas threatened, holding his fists up in a fighting stance.
Dalton batted them away.
Dallas surprised Dalton by bringing him in for a hug. They pounded each other on the back.
“For real, thanks for helping.”
They stepped back from each other.
“You don’t have to thank me. I’ve been where you are.”
Dalton ran a hand through his hair. He didn’t know all the little details of what had happened to Candi, but he knew it was something that brought them closer together.
“I just want ten minutes alone with the son of a bitch,” Dalton muttered. He took a seat in a chair against the wall. The image of a bruised and battered Anya would be burned into his mind forever.
“That might be able to be arranged.” Dallas shrugged.
“What?” Dalton’s gaze flew to his brother. As usual, Dallas kept a straight face, and Dalton couldn’t tell if he was teasing or serious.
“Won’t be necessary. I didn’t say who was tracking Glenn right now.” Dallas came to sit next to him and crossed his legs. “Let just say I know a guy who knows a guy who owes said guy a favor.”
Dalton shook his head. “I don’t know what that means, but I have a strange feeling I don’t want to.”
“He will be handled. Rest assured, baby brother. He won’t want to look at another woman again.”
A chill went down Dalton’s spine. There was Dallas being that cold-hearted bastard again. He was glad he would never be on his brother’s wrong side.
“Dalton?”
He looked up. Anya’s mother stood in the doorway.
“Yes, ma’am?”
