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“So you’ve been.”
“I have.”
“And?”
So, he does still care.
Funny.
“Seems she either flew the coop or someone did it for her.”
“And you care because?”
“Because she’s a criminal. She should be charged, just as you are.”
“Her sister’s looking for her, isn’t she?”
Silence falls between us.
Hannah is off the table for this conversation. The moment Parker catches wind that Hannah’s involved, she’ll be on his radar and I’ll be damned if he sends his thugs after her next.
I’m no stranger to death. I’m prepared to put someone in the ground if it means protecting what’s mine because, make no fucking mistake about, Hannah’s mine, just as much as I’m hers.
She just needs to accept it.
I can see by the hard set of Parker’s jaw, he wishes I would have died a year ago when he sent his men after me in the middle of the night in a last-ditch effort to silence the family. That was the night he hired Johnson to try and murder my mother and sisters on live television.
Unfortunately, for him, it’s not so easy to kill me. If that were the case, I would have been dead a long fucking time ago.
“A word of advice—”
“I didn’t ask.”
“I’m giving it anyway,” he grits, wiping a hand over his forehead. Dark purple bruises mark the hand as the veins protrude from the skin.
The cancer’s eating him alive.
“I was led into my . . . charges by a very conniving offer. I was to work alongside Laura to create this business and then, when shit hit the fan, I was sold out. She cannot be trusted. Laura willturn in the blink of an eye and if you think your pet is safe from her just because she’s her flesh and blood, you’re a bigger fool than I thought you were.”
It doesn’t surprise me that he’d pass the blame to Governor Gaines. Setting him up, forcing him to rule over the Brethren as if the status and immeasurable wealth were all just the negative side effects of his plight.
Parker is simple. Selfish. Rude. Arrogant. Disgusting.
A wet napkin is more complex.
“So, no indication as to where Melissa could have gone?” I cock a brow at him.
“No,” he grits through his teeth, sweat dotting his brow. I imagine, in his state, sitting up for this long is no easy task, though forgive me if I just don’t give a shit.
“Great, then I’ll be off.” I move to stand and he opens his mouth, but it’s not until I go to hang up the phone that he stops me.
“Wait.”
The sinister motherfucker in my head can’t help but chuckle.
See? Simple.
“She went to her mother for help.”
