Logan’s phone buzzed against his pocket. A text from Xander asking for his ETA. He didn’t bother to answer.
He got on his bike and filed in behind his friends, driving the eight minutes over to Axis Management.
The conference room lights were on. Ares was leaning against the door. Xander stood behind a kitchen chair.
“Okay, you were right about the sale,” Nick said. “Dorian tried to sell that helicopter but we can’t prove it was used on the attack. Are you happy?”
“We’ll be happy about it later,” Ares said.
“Xander not to rush you but I want to get back to my wife. What’s up?”
Xander lifted his head and meet Logan’s stare and something about his expression made Logan tense, he leaned across the table to Xander.
“What’s wrong?”
“They took Harper.”
“What are you talking about?” He leaned across the table, right in Xander’s face. His steely stare didn’t blink and Logan wanted to throw him against the wall.
“Logan, stand down.” Quinn’s voice was in his ear. “Take your hand off him.”
Breathing hard, he forced his fingers to uncurl from Xander’s arm.
“Start talking, Xander,” Quinn said.
“I had a new team of bodyguards on her, but they didn’t answer my texts or give me an update. I needed an asset list, and she’s the only one who knows where it is.” Xander’s voice halted, and Logan watched him visibly swallow.
“Gardenia told me she went to an audition for the TV show,Canada’s Best Dancer. ““What and she didn’t tell us?” Logan asked. “Why wouldn’t she share that?” “Because she knows I would have sent her with more security. Or maybe she was afraid I would stand in her way, I don’t know because she never fuckin told me,” Xander said.
“What happened next?” Gabe asked.
“So, I got Carli to drive down that way, near the theatre, and I saw her with a group of people leaving a smoothie place. We’d just parked and I was walking towards her when two men grabbed her and threw her in a blue panel van.”
“Jesus fuck,” Logan said. His mind whirled. He started pacing the floor, wondering why Harper had needed protection, to begin with. Who the hell would take her?
Quinn said. “And why didn’t you call us?”
“Carli peeled out after them, and she tracked them down to the edge of the city before losing them.” He glanced at Logan before looking to Quinn with his answer. “I calledallof you, but your phones were off.”
“Why do you even have a security detail riding Harper?” Gabe asked.
“Yeah, I want to know that too,” Logan said. His heart was galloping out of his chest, the same feeling he got when he started a climb or jumped out of a plane.
“There is a relative is looking for her” Ares said. Xander shook his head at Ares. Logan couldn’t stop bouncing on his feet. These details mattered but he wanted to get out there to look for Harper. “You’re keeping her away from her family?”
“Fuck off, Marrock,” Xander glared at him.
Logan shrugged off Nick’s hand on his arm.
“Eight years ago, Ian McIomhair and Nadia, his at the time wife, met me for drinks at the Zetra, and Ian said he had an associate of his, a guy who owned a sports team joining us. The guy walked in and said he had a way to make our night better and the next thing I know, this girl is sitting down at our table. She wore a red strappy dress and high heels and bright red lipstick. She looked like a girl playing dress-up in her mother’s closet. She was very thin.”
Beside him, his buddies swore. His mind whirled. Christ, is this what Harper was so intent on keeping from him?
“What did you do?” Logan choked out the words.
“Ian and I said he wanted to move the business up to our room. We rushed Harper upstairs while the restaurant filled. I called Ares, who was running late. Ares came in, occupied the owner of the sports team and asked for the name of the escort service under the pretence of wanting his own for the night, while Ian and I got Harper into the room Ian had booked for the night, luckily. He was going to surprise Nadia. She was drugged up and half-frozen,” Xander said.
Logan’s fingers curled into fists. Looking around the room, he knew every man in there felt the same as he did.
