I opened the door and discovered that my father already had Chance by the back of the neck, shoving him toward my office. Josh and Ax stood on either side of them.
“What do I owe this fucking honor?” I widened the door as my father pushed Chance into the office, causing him to stumble and lose his balance. I grabbed him by the arm and glared at him before he could fall.
When he didn't back down, a flicker of Sable’s fiery disposition flashed before me in his green eyes. She proved to be a distraction even if she wasn’t in the room with me.
“He was causing quite the commotion in the showroom,” Ax said. “He insisted on seeing you.”
“I told them to bring him up,” my dad said. “We’re going to deal with him once and for all.”
“Be on call in case we need to dispose of something.” I nodded at Ax and Josh before my father closed the door. “You have to be the dumbest person I’ve ever encountered,” I said to Chance. “What other explanation could there be?”
“Screw you,” he said.
“Your sister isn’t here to protect you,” I said. “I’m not exactly sure why you would show up to tempt me into killing you.”
“To protect my sister.” He tried to struggle out of my hold, but I forced him to the floor and pushed my foot into his neck.
“Protect her from what?”
“You!” He gripped my ankle. “You’re a piece of shit thug who didn’t deserve her. She trusted you and you discarded her like trash.”
I drew my gun from the back of my pants and pointed it at him. I didn’t like the truth.
“Milo.” My father stepped over Chance and stood across from me. “I’ll support whatever you want to do, but maybe you should hear why he came here and lashed out at you.” He lookeddown at Chance. “It seems like a bold move for someone in his position.”
As much as I wanted to rid myself of this nuisance who had plagued me from the night he attempted to sell drugs in my club, I couldn’t argue my father’s observation. Sable and I were over, and I had spared Chance his life, so why would he be here?
I removed my foot from his neck. “Get up.”
He scrambled to his feet and backed away from the end of my gun.
“You have a lot of nerve,” he said, but his tone wasn’t as strong as a few minutes ago. Having a gun pointed at your head had a way of settling a person down.
“I have a lot of nerve?” I put my gun in the back of my pants, still not totally convinced I wouldn’t use it. “You came here to provoke me.”
“You hit my sister.”
Hit her?I shook my head. “What are you babbling about?”
“Split her lip open and made her bleed,” he shouted. “What kind of animal does that?” He glanced at my father. “This is the type of man you raised.”
“I would watch your tone if I were you.” My dad pointed at him. “Milo’s not going to protect you from me.”
“Sable’s hurt?” The concept of someone touching her was foreign to me, because who would do something like that to her kind and gentle soul? “When did that happen?”
“Today,” he said. “It wasn’t you?”
“Why would I hurt her?” I was the one who left her vulnerable and open to an attack from my enemies, but I would never lay a hand on her. When I found the person who was responsible for hitting her, hell wouldn’t even want them when I was finished.
“Because you hurt her all the time,” Chance challenged me. “You’re vicious enough to get physical with her.”
“It’s only a matter of time before I kill you.” I clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to do what I should have done the night I met him. “Where is she?”
“I’m not telling you.” Chance threw his hands in the air. “She’s not your concern. She hasn’t been since you left her, showing her what you really think of her.”
“You piece of shit.” I lunged toward him, but my father placed his hand on my chest.
“Milo,” my father said. “Let’s focus on Sable.”
