“I’ll call you back,” I say, not giving him a second to argue before I hang up on him.
Without a word to anyone, I exit the conference room and stride straight to my office. I close the door behind me and settle at my desk, then retrieve my cell from my pocket to call him back. The conference room is equipped with a signal jammer to block any kind of recording. We do a lot of work in there with some high-profile elites. Never know who wants to get blackmail information to fuck you over. And I don’t trust my brother to not pick up the office phone to listen to my conversation.
“Hello?” Mac answers.
“It’s me. What do you have?”
He sighs and I know it’s not going to be good. “Well, I ran the search through the database on the name you gave me. Randy Smith.”
“Yeah.”
“And he’s clean.”
I run a hand down my face. “No way.” That can’t be true. “The fucker was just arrested last week at Glass.”
“He was not.”
I know I was pretty fucked up, but the cops were called. He threw my glass of liquor onto the fucking stage, for Christ’s sake. “What the fuck?”
“He was escorted from the premises and told not to return.”
They banned him? I need to talk to Luca about this shit. “Fuck!” Well, this isn’t going how I planned. “What if I talk her into pressing charges?” He beat her. I doubt the bruises have faded completely.
“You can, but it’ll get him locked up for twenty-four hours at best. He’ll make bail, and it will just make things more difficult for her. You know how this shit goes. There’s not much I can do. If he’s been giving her hell for this long, he’s not going to give upnow. Next time, she may not get the chance to come to you for help.”
I throw my head back and close my eyes. Natalie and her son don’t deserve this. No woman deserves to be treated like this. They need to feel safe. Protected. And I’m all they have. “What if I delivered him to you?” I offer, getting an idea.
He’s silent for a long second before he finally sighs. “I don’t want to know any part of your plan.”
“What plan?”
“Fuck,” he hisses. “I’ll do this for you, but only because if someone had helped my mother like you’re trying to help Natalie, maybe she’d still be alive. Message me when you’re ready.” He hangs up, and I place my cell on the desk.
Bowing my head, I place my hands over my face and close my eyes. I have to do something. Nothing good can come from Randy being able to touch them. And Natalie has nowhere to run. He’d find her no matter what. Men like that don’t let their toys go. And that’s all she is to him.
I could kill him, but I’d prefer the guy rot in a prison cell, knowing she’s out there living her best life with his son. Someone else out there raising his son.
Making up my mind, I pick up my cell and send a quick text to Luca.
Me: I need some supplies.
Luca: Whatever you need. I can meet you later today.
APRIL
I’ve been smilinglike a fool all day. I spent the entire weekend locked in my bedroom with Grave. I didn’t expect himto stay that long, but I wasn’t going to kick him out. He kissed me goodbye this morning and promised he would return tonight with dinner. I hope it’s something we can eat off one another.
I check my phone and see I have a text from him.
Grave: Still at Kingdom. Will be for a couple more hours.
I exit the cooler and approach the desk just as the front door opens.Odd.I thought I locked it.
“I’m sorry, we’re closed,” I tell the man who enters.
He stares at me with dark eyes, and my stomach drops when I see he has a crowbar in his hand. Three more guys enter behind him.
“May I help you?” I ask, and my voice shakes.
