“Why do you think that someone is trying to kill him?”
“Blue told me earlier on the way home that he'd been getting threatening letters from someone. And before you ask, he got rid of them before telling me about it.”
There were a couple of questions swirling around in Uriel’s head, but instead of asking them, he waited to see if they were going to get answered.
“We’re checking it out,” Kayne told him. “And no, Khray doesn’t know who the person is. Blue wouldn’t tell him.”
“So Blue knows who it is then,” Uriel mumbled.
“It’s a possibility,” Synder answered.
“Who else knows about the letters?” Uriel asked.
“So far, the people in this room, Dilen, and Alistaire” Synder responded.
Uriel now understood how they could contain the news. With Alistaire, the police commissioner and Synder’s son, along with his best friend and second-in-command, nothing would get out unless they wanted it to. Even the nosy bastard from Mischief Daily wouldn’t be able to find out.
“Who found you?” He turned his question to Khray Wade.
“I wish it was the cops, but we weren’t that lucky. Someone was driving by and stopped to help us. He called the EMS, and they got us here.”
Uriel looked at Synder who nodded, and he knew what it meant. Synder had hypnotized the good Samaritan and the EMS workers to forget they were rescued once they took over the case.
He and his friends were so in tune with each other they could tell what the other was thinking. Some people found it annoying, but it was how they were ever since they became friends. Even his twenty-year absence didn't change the connection between them.
“Tell me about the accident,” Uriel said.
"When I found out about the threat, Blue and I got into a fight. I said some things I wish I could take back. During our argument I heard a blast, then the car swerved, and I lost control of the wheel. The next thing I knew, we hit a pole. I banged my head on the steering wheel and was knocked unconscious.”
“The airbags didn't deploy,” Kayne said. “So we think whoever caused the accident sabotaged the car.”
Uriel nodded, then looked at Khray Wade for him to continue.
“When I came to and recovered some semblance of my bearings, I checked on Blue who was sitting in the backseat.” Wade scoffed. “I always nag him to wear his seat belt, but he never listens. He thinks because he sits in the back, nothing will happen to him. I wish he’d been wrong, because when we hit the pole, he was ejected from the car. I found him a couple of feet from the car.”
Damn!
“I thought he was dead.” Khray’s eyes were a bit red and wet as he held back his tears. “You can’t imagine how happy I was to know he was still alive.”
The room was bathed in an uncomfortable silence, and Uriel needed to break it instantly. “Have you found out what caused the accident?”
“The culprit loosened the nuts on the tire,” Kayne answered. “We think the same person who caused the accident is also the one threatening Mister Lennox.”
Uriel nodded and leaned back in his chair and looked at Wade. “Do you have any idea who’d want to threaten him? A jealous family member, friends, former band members...?”
Wade shook his head. “I’m his only family. Blue and I met in the same orphanage when we were around five or six. He doesn’t have many friends in or out of the industry. As for the band members of 4X-Clusive, their relationship is solid. I know what the internet and gossip rags are buzzing about. The group hasn’t made music together in a couple of years, so fans think they’ve disbanded.” Wade sighed and shook his head, sighing in disgust. “They all agreed to a five-year break to do solo work. They talk to each other practically everyday through group chat. Blue has always wanted to act and produce, same with the kid Payton, but his focus is on writing music. Brayden is now a fashion designer, and Foster is a travel photographer. So I'm sure it’s not any of the guys.”
“It sounds harmonious,” Synder said. “But you understand we still have to investigate them.”
“I understand.” Wade nodded. “Just don't tell them about Blue. He wouldn't want them to disrupt their lives when they are all doing so well.” He turned to look at Uriel; gone were the watery and red eyes. “I plan on hiring you to stand in Blue’s place until he's one hundred percent, but I don’t know if you can pull it off.”
Uriel felt a bit annoyed by Wade’s words. “Are you a good manager?”
“I believe I’m the best there is,” he said with a scowl. “I value my clients over money, and that’s rare in this business. I know how to handle things under pressure, and I’m not afraid to stand up when right is right and say when wrong is wrong.”
“How magnanimous of you.” Uriel’s words were laced with a bit of dissatisfaction.
“You seem easily offended, Mister DeVine.”
