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His phone buzzed again. “We must go. Father is angry.”
She wanted to roll her eyes, but she smiled. “Lead the way, brother.”
Autumn almost felt guilty when Peter smiled at her, but he might have had something to do with killing Freddy. She followed Peter down a hallway. The thick carpet runner muffled their footsteps as they descended the stairs into a massive living space. There, looking out the window, was the man she had sworn to kill.
“Hello, Joseph.”
fifteen
Seth watchedas Nikki bounced up to the two massive guys chatting. Ryan was holding back because his usually well-trained dog was beside herself. She wanted to get to Autumn. Rami and Kap were taking down the other two guards.
“Oh. My. Gawd!”
Despite the situation, he couldn’t fight the smile that curved his lips. Nikki was definitely good at playing an airhead.
“Where did you come from?” the one with a scar down his face asked, even while checking out her chest.
She pointed behind her. “I was out for a hike and then got sidetracked hiding from one of those big pigs.”
“Boars,” he said.
“I beg your pardon. Did you just call me boring?”
Nikki went hunting for boar with her brothers and father all the time.
“No. Boars. We call them boars.”
“Oh,” she sighed. “Thank God. I would hate to be boring.”
Then she smiled at them. It wasn’t her usual smile. This was calculated, but Seth knew the two men wouldn’t pick up on it. They were paying too much attention to her chest.
“What the fuck does she think she’s doing?” Rami muttered.
“Her job, asshole.” That was Kap. Of course, Nikki was hearing all of this, but it never showed on her face.
“You’re trespassing.”
Her eyes widened, and she held her hand to her chest.
“I’m so very sorry. Could you help me find my way back to the trail? I would be so grateful.”
He watched as both guards fell under her spell. This seemed too easy, but he would not complain.
All he cared about was getting to Autumn in time.
Autumn watched as the man she held responsible for all her worries turned to face her. Jesus, the intervening years had not been good to Joseph Watters. His once full head of hair was thinning and grey and greasy af. His once attractive face was now lined and not in that pleasing way older men looked. There were no laugh lines that told you of a good life, not like Sam. Her biological father had laugh lines that crinkled at the corners of his eyes. Years of anger and drug abuse had taken their toll on Joseph. Evil aged a person.
He was still slim but had gained a lot of weight around the middle. Those beady little eyes…those were the same. They studied her dispassionately. Oh, he was trying to look like a doting father, but she knew better. She saw the intent in his gaze.
“Summer.”
“As I told your errand boy, wrong season.”
He drew in a deep breath, the one that told her he was about to spout off about how she was hurting him. She definitely wasn’t in the mood. Her ribs were killing her. She also just realized that her lip was split.
“If you don’t mind, I need to have a seat.”
Without waiting for him to give her permission, she settled on the couch. It was made of the softest of leather. There was no way this came off a factory floor. This was custom-made.
