“Or he did it on his own,” Titan adds.
Alexa did say that he quit Lucky’s. Mitch saw her at Crown. He could have told Derek, and it pissed him off even more.
“I’ve got some calls in,” Jeffrey says vaguely. “In the meantime, I need to keep the scene cleared.”
I run a hand down my face and let out a sigh of frustration. “How long?” The girls were already getting things ready for Kink and the remodel. This is going to set them back.
“At least a week.” He shrugs, clearly a fucking guess. “But I’ll keep in touch and let you know as soon as I do.”
I nod. “Thanks.”
He turns and exits the conference room. I lean back in my chair, fisting my hands.
“You really think her brother did it?” Luca asks, looking at me.
“Either her brother or her ex,” I explain. “Or maybe both of them. I’ll find out.”
“Looks like we need to make a visit tonight,” Bones offers. “Take care of them at the same time. I don’t know her brother, but we all know that Mitch is a little bitch. All we have to do is scare him, and he’ll tell us everything.”
The door opens, and Grave steps inside. He stops, looks around, and then turns, leaving just as quickly as he was entering.
“Grave?” I jump up from my chair and rush out of the room. “Grave?” I run to his office and throw his door open, but he’s not in there. Walking out, I go to head back toward the conference room but see him standing at the end of the hallway with his back to me looking out the floor-to-ceiling window. His hands in the front pockets of his jeans. Stance wide and body tense.
Running a hand through my hair, I swallow nervously. I hate that I’ve hurt him. “Grave, I …”
He turns around, glaring at me. “How long?” he asks.
“That night we went to the Airport,” I answer honestly.
His face falls, and he take a step back, leaning up against the window.
Grave never knew how to hide what he feels. It’s always written all over his face. “I’m not going to say I’m sorry for what I did.”
“I didn’t expect an apology.” He snorts. “That requires you admitting you were in the wrong.”
“I was going to tell you.” I step forward. “I wanted to tell you.”
“When were you going to do that, Cross?” He chuckles, like I’m joking.
“The night …” I pause, unable to go on with that sentence that I started.
“When Cross?” he yells, getting irritated. “When were you going to tell me that you were lying to me?”
“I never lied to you!” I shout back. “I fucked your girl’s best friend. There’s a big difference there.” It’s not like it was April or some girl he had once been with. The only tie he had with Alexa was April. And I don’t think I should be punished for that.
“And you felt guilty. That’s why you never told me!” he screams, his face turning red with anger.
“No.” I shake my head. I won’t regret or feel guilty for what Alexa and I have been doing.
“Then what was so important that came up that kept you from telling me?” he demands. “Huh, Cross?”
I shake my head, unable to answer that.
He quickly takes a few steps forward until he’s in front of me and pokes his finger into my chest. “What happened that you couldn’t be my friend and tell me the truth?” He spits in my face. “You were my best friend, and you lied to me!”
“You lost a child!” I scream, and silence follows as his face falls, realizing the truth.
His eyes drop to the floor, and he takes a stumbling step back. “Grave …?”
