Confused and caught off guard, in a shaky tone, I answered, “Y-Yes?”
The man took one big step toward me, thrusting out a large manilla envelope. Without thinking, I grabbed it from his hand just as I heard someone yell, “Don’t take that!”
It was too late.
A satisfied grin stretched across the guy's face as Alley raced up to us.
“You’ve been served,” the dude said, my eyes widening in shock.
Shooing the man with her hands, Alley yelled, “Get your snaky ass out of here before I get the bat from my truck right there and use it on you!”
His eyes widened just as mine had, and he took off at a fast clip back toward the parking lot, glancing over his shoulder as if he were worried the woman beside me would come after him. The big-ass truck alone should scare someone, but Alley’s crazed eyes, tone, and threat of bodily harm with one of her legendary bats might just make a grown man shit his pants.
Again, for the second time that day, another moment that would have been funny as heck if I wasn’t in hell.
“Asshole,” my friend muttered, turning toward me.
I stared down at the envelope in my hand. “What just happened?”
Alley wrapped her arm around my shoulder. “Aww, honey, let’s go talk to Landon.”
As her words sunk in, I knew it was bad.
Very,verybad.
This couldn’t be real.
It felt like a bad dream.
Landon scanned the documents and then looked up at me, a scowl on his face. I’d been glad he happened to be in the office working on some things forNo Surrender.He might not have been former military like the others, but he was their personal lawyer. But that wasn’t all. No, Landon had been friends with Braxton for a long time, and now he was his brother-in-law.
The man was a brilliant lawyer, an amazing artist, and an all-around great guy. He bounced between his time atNo Surrenderand the law office he shared with his friend Lance. Another guy who was great friends with everyone, along with his wife, London.
“Spit it out, babe,” Alley told her husband, her arms folded over her chest, a menacing look on her face that I knew wasn’t directed toward Landon—but because she was angry on my behalf.
Having Alley in your corner was like having your own bulldog. She was ready to attack anyone who dared to hurt those she loved. Sometimes, it was still hard to believe that I was on that list. It had been a miracle the day I met Jett, and he introduced me to so many wonderful people.
The thought of him sent a pang to my chest.
Shaking it off, I concentrated on the man sitting at his desk. He shook his head, a disgusted look on his face.
“This family is a bunch of pretentious assholes, and corrupt too. They have money, bad people in their pockets, own one of the biggest law firms around, and they do not play by the book.” Landon had a sour look on his face. “They expect Charlton Huntington III to maintain a certain status when it comes to family now that he has joined his father at the firm.”
Just hearing Chaz’s full name made my stomach roll with unease. The name alone told a story that I wanted neithermyself nor my son mixed up in. My body started to tremble at the thought of him or his family around Griffin.
Alley sat down on the leather couch that lined one of the office walls and once again wrapped her arms around me but addressed her husband.
“But you can fix this, right? I know you can, honey. You’re the best lawyer I know.”
Landon smiled, brows raised. “Exactly how many lawyers do you know?”
With her free hand, she pointed at him. “Good point. But I have the utmost faith in you. You need to shut these bastards down.”
I sat there, my world feeling as if it were flipping upside down. How was this happening?
“He didn’t even want him,” I whispered. “Chaz said it wasn’t his.”
Landon got up from his chair and moved out from behind the desk. Standing in front of me, I looked up at the man I was putting a lot of faith in to make sure these people didn’t get their hands on my baby.
