“No shit. He was bleeding internally. He almost died. He was there for a week before he was well enough to go home. I want the bastard who did this to him. Someone knows he’s my son and is using him to get to me.”
“I swear, Jack, I never told anyone. And I make sure no one’s around when I talk to you on the phone.”
“And you’re sure your phone isn’t bugged?”
Steve pulled his phone out of his pocket. “It’s Bureau issued. They usually take care of that.”
“But if there’s someone in the Bureau who’s in Cabrini’s pocket, it’s likely someone has access to your phone calls.” He hadn’t thought of that possibility until this moment but now it scared him even more.
“I can’t call you anymore. Can’t take the risk. Even your home phone could be bugged. Someone looking for me would know I’d call you if I needed anything.”
“God, Jack. I’m sorry, man. I never even thought of that. You know I’d never hurt a kid. I have two of my own. I’d rip out the heart of anyone who tried to harm them.”
He still wasn’t sure he trusted Steve but the man he’d been partners with would never have hurt a child. This was one more mystery he might never find the answer to.
“I guess I’ll have to finish this off on my own since the Bureau has done shit to put Victor away.”
Starting to walk away, he was still aware of exactly where Steve stood. The trust was tenuous at best. When Steve moved toward him, he tensed.
“Jack, don’t do anything stupid. Cabrini is powerful. You know that more than anyone. Getting yourself killed isn’t going to help anybody, certainly not your son or his mother.”
“You’re right, Steve, my death won’t accomplish anything. Unless Cabrini comes along with me.”
He walked away more determined than ever to get Cabrini out of Callie and Jonathan’s life. Whether it ended his own or not was yet to be determined.
