Damien drove straight to Rose Protection Agency, knowing it was the safest place for Harmony to be.No one could get to her there.Not with all the protectors around and the security they had on the place.
“Hey,” Berkeley said when Damien forced Harmony inside ahead of him.“Is everything okay?”
Damien shook his head.“No.Berkeley, this is Harmony Gibbs.Harmony, Berkeley is our business manager.She’s really the boss, but we all let Montgomery think he is.”
Berkeley chuckled and offered her hand to Harmony.“It’s nice to meet you.”
“You, too,” Harmony said, her voice shaky.
“Why don’t you two go in?I’ll let him know you’re here.”
Damien nodded, thanking Berkeley before swiping his card to gain access to the secure area behind Berkeley’s desk.He often wondered why the security didn’t reach her desk, but he didn’t get to question his boss.There had to be a reason.
Harmony was quiet as they made their way past all the quiet desks and the few people working.Damien knew things had been busy and most of them were out on assignments.He was happy to see Jude, Rhett, and Eve were at their desks.
Jude stood and followed Damien and Harmony into Montgomery’s office.Zeke wasn’t far behind them.
“What’s wrong?”Montgomery asked once the door was closed.
Damien gestured to Harmony to tell the others what she told him.
“Um, I saw Grant Pickens today.He was leaving the restaurant where we were having lunch.He was with a man.It was the same man I saw breaking into his building.The one who broke into my apartment.”
The air seemed to be sucked out of the room as the meaning of what she was saying landed heavily on the men there.Zeke and Jude looked at their boss, letting Montgomery speak before anyone else.
“Didn’t we look into Pickens?”Montgomery asked.
“I did,” Jude said.“He was clean.”
“Too clean?”Zeke asked.
Jude shrugged.“I wondered, but there was no reason to keep digging.”
“We just found our reason,” Montgomery growled.“Either he’s in danger, or he’s involved.”
“Harmony said they looked similar.Could be related,” Damien added.
“What?Fucking hell.”Montgomery reached for the phone on his desk before he spoke again.When he did, it was into the receiver.“Grant Pickens was having lunch today at…” He raised his brows at Damien.
“Antonio’s,” Damien provided.
“Antonio’s.He left with a man who could be a relative.A relative who was involved in both break-ins.”
Montgomery was quiet for a minute.The rest of them held their breath.
“That’s what we’d like to know.We didn’t find anything suspicious, but if the reason for that is he’s not who he says he is, we might be dealing with something bigger than we realize.Thanks, Marcus.”
Montgomery hung up and ran his hands over his face.
Damien waited.His gut churned.He hated missing something, and they definitely fucking missed something.But what was it?Was Pickens in danger?Or was he the one calling the shots?Or was there something else entirely going on?
And why the fuck didn’t they know the answers to those questions?
“Look into Grant Pickens again.Dig deeper.See if he has family in the area.Marcus is going to try to get a warrant for the footage at the restaurant, but he doesn’t know how quickly it’ll come through.Or if it’ll come through.We need to know who was with him.We go on the assumption he’s in danger until we find out otherwise.”
“Do you really think that’s the truth?”Damien asked.
Montgomery met Damien’s gaze and shook his head.“No.But I can’t accuse someone of staging his own break-in unless I have a damn good reason for it.If this person is someone who knows him, they could have known he’d be there alone, or assumed no one would be there like Pickens said, and thought it was a good time to take something they wanted.Pickens said only one person made it to the office, so it’s possible he has no idea the man he’s having lunch with is involved at all.”
