Alec turns his head slightly to look at me out of the corner of his eye. He turns back to the officers.
"Alexander Hunt," Alec says stiffly. The cop’s eyes grow huge.
"Should you need anything or anyone bothers you, Laney, please take my number." Thoman hands me a card.
He looks like he's in his mid forties, not old but you can see the faint laughter lines in a few places. Thomas dips his head in my direction before striding for the door, the mouthy cop scowls at me before following.
Alec goes straight to the office ladies and tells them that he, Mason, Maverick, Dom and I will be going home for a family emergency.
He sits down on the bench in the office and his head drops between his shoulders.
I carefully approach and he watches me in his peripheral vision.
"What the hell was that?" I say quietly, anger slowly building up inside me.
He sighs like there's nothing to say. "I'm sorry, Rory."
I lean my head back against the wall and we wait for the others to arrive.
Chapter 7 ~
Alec ~
It's silent during the time we wait for the guys. I can see her silently stewing—the wheels turning in her mind.
I'm not sure if she understands the weight my father’s name holds in the legal profession. Most likely not, but definitely to a degree, based on the cops expressions. She's definitely smart enough to pull something from that.
I don't know what to say or tell her. So I don't.
The guys finally arrive and without saying anything, Rory stands, snatching her bag from Dominic and swings it over her shoulder. Agony flickers past her face before it’s gone.
Not wanting to argue with her right now, I leave her be. It's not until we're almost to the car that anyone says anything.
"Soooo?" Mason draws out. "What the hell happened?"
Rory puts her bag in the toolbox when Maverick opens it, not looking at anyone. Dominic unlocks the car and she gets in, not waiting for one of us to help her.
"Shit," I whisper once she can't hear me. The guy's eyes snap to me.
"What the fuck happened?" Maverick growls.
"Her father filed a missing persons report. The cops came to take her back," I say with a hushed voice.
"But you handled that, right?" Masom says panicked. "J's her guardian now."
I nod slightly. "Yes, there's nothing they can do about it."
"So what's the problem?" Dominic asks.
They all look at me in varied arrays of confusion. I roll my eyes. Sometimes my friends are really clueless.
"We did all this without consulting her," I tell them slowly, “and she met us yesterday.”
It's like watching a lightbulb go off in all their heads.
'Oh,' Mason mouths.
I shake my head and get into the passenger seat. They get in and Dominic starts driving away.
