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“Do you?” he asked as he pulled into a parking spot near her building.
“Yeah, I do.”
He sighed. “I didn’t mean to be harsh.”
She shook her head. “No. You’re just your usual Taurus self.”
“Stop with that astrology rubbish.”
She laughed. “Stop being a Taurus. Later.”
She kissed him on the cheek and turned to slip out of the car. He stopped her by putting a hand on her arm.
“What?”
“Be careful.”
“I told you I wouldn’t do anything with the SEAL.”
“No. I mean, in general. There are more than likely a few eyes on you.”
She offered him a small smile. “That’s nothing new for me, Ian, and you know it.”
She slipped out of the car and made her way to her apartment alone. As much as she loved Ian, he would never understand. She would always be alone. It was the way it had to be.
Joseph Watters watched his daughter as she shut the door to her apartment. He sighed, irritated that the surveillance cameras were the only way he could see what she was doing. At least he had that.
After Joyous Wave was reduced to rubble, he was helped by more than one of his followers, or True Believers as they liked to be called. Yes, they were idiots in many ways, but they had helped him get off the islands and somewhere safe. They were why he was sitting in an upscale condo in Waikiki with a view of Ala Moana Harbor. He was sure they had all scrapped together the millions so he could live in luxury. Of course, the pharmaceutical revenue helped.
“Why is she living there?”
He glanced at his now second-in-command. He missed Hank, but his former second-in-command had been preparing to turn evidence over for a lesser sentence. That could not be allowed, so Joseph had him killed.
This idiot, well, he was boring. Peter Moreno was in his twenties, stupid as a rock, and just about as interesting. But he was dedicated to Joseph.
“I have a feeling she has no idea of her inheritance.”
There was no way his child should be living in that apartment.
It had taken him a little maneuvering to get the cameras up in the first place. Hell, just finding out where she lived was hard enough.
“Seriously?”
He shrugged. “When Summer was stolen from me, she went into seclusion. The old man was dead then, and the money was in a trust. If no one approached her, the money just kept earning interest until she turned thirty-five, or that’s what one lawyer told me.”
To this day, he would never forgive his bitch of a wife for helping his daughter be stolen—especially by one of her exes. The fucking Brit would pay for it.
“Do we know if she and Smith are involved?” he asked.
“No, they are not. If they are, they hide it well.”
He nodded as he rose from the chair and patted the shoulder of the young man.
“I think I will get some sleep. We have much to do tomorrow.”
“Of course,” he demurred as he bowed his head and stepped out of his way. Joseph wanted to roll his eyes, but he did not. He still had Joyous Wave members who thought he was theirleader, and there was one thing he was sure he would need the young man’s help with to exact his revenge.
But first, he needed rest, and, hopefully, the nightmares would be held at bay.
