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“And everyone’s just supposed to forget about everything he did?”
Logan doesn’t answer, but I can see in the darkness of his eyes, he agrees.
“Your sister is upset. Which is the other reason I’m here.”
It feels like someone stuck a steel rod down my spine.
“They’re worried about you.”
Cement fills my veins. I’ve been dodging Mom’s calls for two weeks. She wants to forget about the past. Move on with the millions she got in her divorce agreement with Parker and live in her fancy ass house in Santa Monica.
She wants the same relationship we used to have. Before she fucked Dad over and before he died. Before she abandoned me with my grandmother because her new husband didn’t like me around.
“There’s more, isn’t there?”
The humor in his eyes fades and he gets that serious look. I fucking hate it. Usually, it means bad shit is happening.
“Melissa Gaines’ finger appeared in your mother’s mailbox last week.”
That throws a wrench in shit.
“Fuck,” I curse under my breath and Logan chuckles.
I scrub a hand over my face. This is getting too twisted.
“Who mails a fucking finger? That group Parker was in?”
That group being the Brethren— a conglomerate of sick fucks, mostly billionaires who prey on the young and less fortunate with their twisted games. Savannah was one of those victims and I’ll hate myself until the day I die for not being able to save her.
For not being around to notice.
“We don’t think it’s them. They’ve laid low since Parker was caught. They know we’re investigating them.”
“Why would they send it to Mom? Isn’t that a little fucked?”
My first thought is the cartel. Maybe they’re trying to send me a message because they think I’m going to rebel, soon, but . . . it doesn’t have their names written on it. They like to make it known who’s in charge. They’d never do something like this anonymously.
Logan shrugs. “Pretty fucked to send a finger in the first place.”
Touché.
“Who all knows about this?”
“Just me. Your mother. Your sister.”
“Half the FBI.”
“No, just my team. I’m going to make myself perfectly clear because you seem to have . . . other things on your mind. This stays between us.” His eyes harden. “She can’t know.”
And now that Hannah’s involved, it makes shit a whole lot more dangerous.
“I thought you were supposed to be getting out of this shit?”
Logan’s eyes flicker with something dark for a moment, before that cold mask of indifference slips back into place. “I will. When she’s safe.”
Because Savannah knows about the Brethren. Because knowing makes her a target. I can’t fault him for making it his dying wish to protect my sister. What more could I fucking ask for? He could hire a dozen men to protect her. At the end of the day, I know she’s safest with him.
“Any update on your little . . . situation?”
