“No, but when you hear where he was, you might wish he had,” Brennan mutters.
“Where the hell was he?”
“My guy who’s tailing Oscar just checked in, and apparently, he was at Riley’s campus today.”
Every muscle in my body goes still. “Say that again.”
“Oscar was at the Columbia campus. Your girl’s campus.”
I grind my molars as I slam the lid of my laptop shut.
“Yes, I'm well aware it’s Riley’s campus. Fuck, why the hell was he there?”
“Something tells me he wasn’t there for a tour.”
I run a hand over my face. “No shit. Where exactly was he?”
“All I got was that he was inside the library. I thought you would want to know right away.”
He’s right. I do.
Of all the days Oscar decided to take a trip to Columbia, it had to be the day Riley was meeting with her professor. Either that’s one hell of a coincidence, or Riley flat out lied to my face.
“Want me to send him a message?” Brennan asks.
“I’ll handle it.” I tell him, then hang up.
I slam my phone down on the desk and ball my hand into a fist.
My first instinct is to confront Riley, but it would be stupid of me to do that without any concrete evidence. If I think the worst and accuse her of going behind my back without knowing for sure, it would be a breach of trust, and that’s the last thing our relationship needs.
But the only other way to know for sure is to speak with Allister. He had eyes on Riley the entire time, so he would know if she had any contact with Oscar.
I find him downstairs in the garage, restocking the trunk of Ronan’s car with extra ammunition.
He’s one of the biggest men on our payroll at almost six foot six and two hundred and fifty pounds of pure muscle. He’s not someone you would ever want to cross, which is exactly why I chose him to accompany Riley to campus today.
I really hope I don’t come to regret that choice.
“Allister.”
He glances over his shoulder at me, but when he sees the look on my face, he instantly straightens, tucking his hands behind his back.
“Boss?”
I step closer, folding my arms across my chest, letting the fury show in my eyes. “You were with Riley today.”
“Yes, sir. I took her to the college just like you ordered me to. I waited outside while she met with her professor.”
“Did you see Oscar Walsh while you were there?”
Allister’s heavy brow furrows. “Oscar? As in her brother? No. We didn’t cross paths with him.”
“So, you had eyes on Riley the entire time? She never left your side except to go into her professor’s office?”
He hesitates, which already tells me I’m not going to like the answer.
“More or less.”
