He hangs his head. “The Mason brothers.”
I lean my head back and take a deep breath.Motherfucker!“How do they know about the flower shop?”
He swallows. “I had Turner Mason meet me there the other day when he loaned me the money. In the alleyway.”
I fist my hands, reminding myself I can’t kill this kid.Fuck!“Was April there?” He nods and then looks away. “Get the fuck out of here!” I order, pointing at the door.
“I never meant for her to get hurt. Or the shop…”
I grab him by the back of his neck and yank him to me. “I’m going to pay your debt.” His eyes widen at that. “But your ass will pay me back every fucking cent. Do you understand?”
He nods quickly, and I shove him to the door. “Get the fuck out!”
Cross sighs, standing by the door. I never saw him enter. “Grave, man. I’m not sure this is a good idea.”
“I didn’t ask you,” I snap. Then I run a hand down my face.Fuck.I need a drink. Or to get high. While exiting the room, I pull out my phone and make a call as I head toward our offices.
Getting off our private elevator,I walk past the empty reception desk and down the hallway, knowing April is in my brother’s office. Titan would take her there.
I push open the door and find her sitting in a chair with her back to me. Bones sits behind his desk, as usual, with his eyes on her. Titan leans up against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest.
April glances over her shoulder when I enter and jumps out of her seat when her watery eyes meet mine.
I close the distance between us and place both my hands on her tear-streaked face. “I’ve taken care of it.”
“Did you do this?” she asks, her ice-blue eyes searching mine.
“No.” I sigh. “I had nothing to do with it. But I’m going to handle it.”
She sniffs.
“How bad is the shop?” I ask.
“Destroyed.”
My chest tightens. “Did they hurt you?”
She bites her bottom lip and stays quiet. There’s a slight bruise on her cheek. I remove my hands from her face and run them over her shaking arms, looking for any sign of damage. Her hands have small cuts all over them, the blood now dried. She hisses in a breath when I comb my fingers through her wild purple hair. I feel a cut, and my teeth clench.
“How many were there?”
“Four,” she whispers.
“When did it happen?” Titan asks, surprising me.
She keeps her gaze on me but answers him. “Maybe an hour ago.”
My brother sits back in his seat, releasing a sigh. “Do we know who did it?”
“I don’t know who they were,” she answers him, but I nod.
I know them. Very well.“I’m going to take you home,” I tell her, and she doesn’t argue.
SIXTEEN
GRAVE
WE EXIT THE front of the hotel, and my car is already waiting for us. “Here you go, Grave.”
