“What happened?” I insisted.
“He grabbed her wrist. It looked like she tried to leave, but he was stopping her.” Jude shrugged. “She pretended like everything was okay, but it didn’t seem like it. Anyway, I, uh, I’m a fan of hers, and well, I hope everything is all right.” She waved and walked away in the direction of a group of women seated at another booth.
All I saw was red. I needed only one guess as to who the fuck the guy she was with at The Tavern was.
“Move,” I told Preston while already pushing him out of the way so I could get out of the booth.
“Where are you going?” Joel asked.
“To find out who I need to fuck up about my woman.”
I started for the door, not even thinking clearly. Preston came up behind me. “Did you forget I drove you here?”
“Give me your keys.”
“That’s a hell no,” he responded as we pushed through the door of The Rustic. “Besides, where are you going?”
“To find out where I can get some information.”
Nate. He had to be the one at The Tavern, and my guess was he was holding something over her head. Whatever it was, I needed to find out.
That was when Micah cleared his throat behind me.
I turned.
“Did you forget I’m the best PI in the damn state?”
Right then, I was grateful for my cocky ass brother. Best or not, there was no one better to help me get to the bottom of this shit.
God help Nate, and whoever else was behind this when I got my hands on them.
Chapter 33
Lena
“What does he want now?” I growled as I stared at the message on my phone.
I stood in the middle of my condo in Los Angeles. The same one I left ten and a half months ago with the hope that going to Texas would help me write. All this time later, I had a completed album, a new single out and doing well, but I was more miserable than ever.
To top it off, Nate had become even more demanding in his attempt to get me to sign a new contract with his record label. Time was running out. I could feel it. But there was no way I could become beholden to him for another decade.
Asshole:Meet me at 12 Winchester Crt in 30 minutes.
His text read. It probably was his way of getting me to meet with him again so he could threaten me with the release of that video of Gabriel to get me to resign.
Me:What for?
His response was immediate.
Asshole:Just get here.
Squeezing my phone in my hand, I wished I could figure some way out of this. I’d considered reaching out to Rayven, but she was out of the country. I knew she’d fly back in to help in any way she could, but whatever kept her away sounded serious, and I didn’t see how she could help me anyway.
With a sigh, I gathered my belongings and headed for the door. Another text from Nate came through. It told me to drive there instead of taking a car like I usually did. It was an odd request but probably just another way for him to exert some control over me.
I had half a mind to call an Uber to the address listed in his text. But I thought better and drove my car. The location turned out to be longer than thirty minutes away. It took me closer to forty-five minutes to get there.
Once I pulled into the parking lot, I spotted a brick building. I glanced around, noticing that my car was the only one in the lot. I didn’t know what the hell Nate had going on, but I wanted no part in it. I pressed on the gas to veer out of the parking lot.
