Though Monty struggled, Dakota and Jacoby held him in place. Hatred and revenge spurred Sin forward. Glaring over him, he yanked his pinky up, then snapped it backward.
Monty shrieked. “Okay, okay.” Beads of sweat covered his brow. “I’ll talk.”
Dakota and Jacoby backed off.
Pressing his palms on the table, Sin loomed over him. “Why did you target Hannah?”
“Ow, motherfucker.” Wincing, Monty cradled his hand. “I was hired to do some jobs in the area. Hannah was an easy mark. That naïve chick was gullible as hell, man.” Monty’s arrogance only fueled Sin’s anger. “I’d convinced her to give me her baby, but when she changed her mind, I was done. That’s two for two. Time to cut my losses and move on.”
“Who took her?” Crockett asked.
“How the fuck should I know?”
“Who hired you to scam these women?” Colton asked.
“TherealUncle Charlie.”
“What in the hell does that mean?” Maverick asked.
“It means whatever the hell you want it to mean,” Monty rasped. “I sure as fuck don’t answer to you.”
“Who the fuck is Uncle Charlie?” Sin barked out.
Monty glared up at him. “I don’t owe you fuck wads a goddamn thing.”
“Against me, you will lose.” Sin stepped away. “Get him the hell out of here.”
Dakota grabbed Monty by the collar. “Let’s go have some fun.”
Panic flashed in Monty’s eyes. “You’re a pussy, Dakota. You don’t scare me.”
“You say that now,” Dakota replied. “Let’s see how you feel after we’re donechatting.”
Dakota and Jacoby dragged him out while he screamed and hollered. As his cries grew fainter, Evangeline returned to the conference room.
“Time is getting away from us,” she said.
“He won’t last five minutes with those two,” Sin replied.
Maverick pushed out of his chair. “Evangeline, I think you should report your sister as missing.”
“Not yet,” Sin said. “Monty knows more than he’s telling us. Dakota will get answers.”
“I hate to leave,” Maverick continued, “but I’ve got a security gig in a couple of hours.” He put a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “No more dying, fake or otherwise. You scared the hell out of me.”
Crockett stood. “As far as I’m concerned, Monty is already dead.”
Sin regarded each of the men. “Thanks for being here.”
“We’ve always had each other’s backs,” Colton said. “That’ll never change.”
“Once we locate Hannah and the baby, I’ll release a statement that I’m alive,” Sin said.
“I need to clear my head,” Evangeline said. “I’m stepping outside for a few.”
“We’ll walk out with you,” Maverick replied.
When everyone rounded the corner, Sin propped his heel against the wall in the hallway. Frustration coursed through him. If Monty hadn’t taken Hannah and Robert, then who had? And if Monty wasn’t Uncle Charlie, then who was?
