“Oh, for the love of god.” Bree glares at her cell before glancing up at me. “It’s Baz. Now he’s blowing upmyphone.” She swipes her finger across the screen as I vigorously shake my head.
“You’re dealing with it,” she demands, answering his call and slapping the cell in my hand.
“What?” I bark into the phone.
“Watch your fucking tone,” my brother snaps. “The next time you ignore me I’ll haul your ass in and beat the ever-loving crap out of you.”
“What do you want, Baz? I’m busy.”
“I need you on a job. Don’t make plans for Sunday.”
Oh, hell to the no. “No. I already told Dad I—”
“Dad’s got nothing to do with this. I’m the heir, and I’m telling you it’s time you stepped up. I’ll even sweeten the deal. Come with me on Sunday, and I’ll tell you what I’ve discovered about Ashley Shaw.”
ChapterSixteen
Chad
“He’s an even bigger asshole than Haynes, and you know how much I hate that guy,” I say, running my fingers over the brass knuckles on my other hand as we wait outside a large family home a few miles from campus.
“Truth.” Jase agrees, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel of his Range Rover. “O’Sullivan is a fucking idiot too.”
“Coach would be so pissed if he knew he was fucking his estranged wife.”
“I wonder if that’s the reason why they separated,” Jase ponders, staring straight ahead through the windshield at the eerily quiet street.
It’s almost two a.m. on a Wednesday night, and most folks are safely tucked up in bed. I got delayed doing my rounds thanks to a dickhead who thought he could start a line of credit with me. Luckily, I had stored the equipment for tonight’s stakeout in my truck before leaving the house earlier, so I was able to teach the fool a valuable lesson. It didn’t even slice the edge off the ever-present rage simmering in my veins.
I’m itching to go nuclear on O’Sullivan’s ass.
He won’t know what hit him.
My tardiness ended up being advantageous as we trailed our teammate to this house, watching him enter just after midnight, and realized we’d hit the jackpot. “It very well could be,” I say. “I wouldn’t put it past that sleazy fuck to have had an affair with Coach’s wife while they were still together. He’s just that arrogant. There’s no way Coach knows it’s O’Sullivan who is sticking it to his wife.”
Jase and I share a conspiratorial grin. “Lucky we got that footage of him entering the marital home,” he says.
Coach’s wife was more than pleased to see O’Sullivan, flinging her arms around his neck while wrapping her legs around his waist and kissing the shit out of him. There is no denying the evidence. Coach will boot him straight off the team when he sees it.
Not that O’Sullivan will be in any shape to ever play for the Lowell Lions again when we are done with him.
“Prick should’ve kept his big mouth shut.” Jase says it so calmly, but the underlying darkness that always lingers in the shadows surrounding my best friend is obvious in his tone.
“Will this be enough to silence Wentworth?” I ask as light floods one of the upstairs bedrooms.
“We’ll make sure it is.” Jase runs a hand back and forth across the bat resting on his lap. The look of lethal anticipation on his face matches the way I feel inside.
Thankfully, we don’t have to wait much longer.
Jase’s blacked-out windows conceal us as the front door of the house opens and O’Sullivan steps out. We put our gloves on and share a fist bump. Exhilaration races through my veins. I’m ready to teach this jerk a lesson.
I film their mushy goodbye, zooming in on O’Sullivan’s freshly fucked hair and the woman’s skimpy nightdress. Should Coach have any doubts about what went down, O’Sullivan’s hand up the front of her nightgown will seal the deal.
Prick looks smug as fuck as he sets out on foot, walking right by us. He thinks he’s so clever, parking his truck a couple of blocks away. Yet he never spotted us trailing him all the way from the frat house.
The dickhead deserves everything coming his way.
In another piece of luck, O’Sullivan parked at the edge of a small park. I hop out when Jase pulls the car up beside his truck, thrusting my fist in the douche’s face before he has realized what’s happening.
