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Sawyer, who had lied to me the first time within moments of meeting me. Who worked for a company that had some serious conflict of interest business practices. Who was here to buy me out of a store I would’ve lost to foreclosure if I hadn’t raised the money yesterday…
How did I not see this?
I had to fight to keep a whimper from escaping.
How did I convince myself he actually cared, after the way he walked in here?
How did I let myself fall for the wrong man? Again.
Because I was a fucking idiot.
A furious one.
“You unbelievable asshole.” I focused on Sawyer.
He looked up, surprised. “What did I do?”
“What do you think you did?” Faking fucker.
He faltered, but recovered quickly. “I don’t know.”
But he did know. That hesitation said it all.
“Your father is Hudson Rawlings?” I asked.
“So’s my brother. Family name.”
Wonderful. Not. “What’s the family name of the person who you’re buying on behalf of?”
“It doesn’t matter.” Sawyer had recovered, and was all confidence again. “They can’t, because you’re in the clear.”
Gage was paying full attention to the conversation, and the tension coiling through him was visible.
“Who is trying to buy my store?” I repeated.
“Some guy named Don Spader.”
I had never been this furious. Not when I found out about Don and Alys. Not when I realized Travis had scammed me out of thousands.
This was a whole new level of rage. I spoke through clenched teeth. “So your father owns the real estate company you represent. He sits on the board of the bank that owns my loan—”
Sawyer went pale, as if I’d just said something he didn’t expect me to know.
“And you’re here to push me out of my shop, regardless of what I say. Regardless of what you’ve said,” I finished.
“No.” Sawyer shook his head. “I was here to make you a fair offer—”
“Stop. Fucking. Lying to me.” I bit off the words. There was no way I could believe anything he said. He’d known who I was in Wendover the instant he heard my name, and I never saw for a second that he was lying to me. Not then, and apparently not now.
Since then I’d let down my defenses. I’d let him in…
“Leave. Now,” Gage said to Sawyer.
“Listen to me.” Sawyer didn’t move. “I didn’t know.”
“Which part?”
I was grateful Gage was talking, because the red haze licking at my mind made thinking difficult.
