“Is E OK? Enzo?”
“I suspect Ethan is doing just fine. Enzo is likely as well. I have yet to see him today, though, so my answer may change if you ask me in two hours.”
I shook my head sourly. “Just fucking get it over with. Bring in your guys and beat my ass or whatever it is you do down here.”
“This is just the holding area,” he replied. “I don’t typically beat anyone’s ass here. This is where you’re questioned.”
I grunted. I didn’t give a fuck. I just wanted to go home and beg Rosalie to love me. To let me come home, wherever the fuck home was. L.A., Chicago, it didn’t matter. I’d go where she wanted me to go.
“Let’s begin,” Church said, sitting forward.
I said nothing, eyeing him wearily. I had no idea how shit was done down here, but I assumed I’d be getting stabbed or something. That’s how we interrogated people. Beat them. Cut them. Shot them.
“Do you know who Rosalie’s stalker is?”
“No,” I said immediately.
“Why did you kidnap my sister?”
“To prove that she was easy to get to. It wasn’t to be malicious. It was to show that she wasn’t safe.”
“Then why didn’t you return her immediately?”
“Because I intended to make her fall in love with me again,” I muttered, deciding there was no point in denying any of it.
Church studied me for a moment before he spoke.
“Do you really love my sister, or is she a game?”
“With everything I am or will ever be,” I said fiercely. “I love Rosalie.”
“Then why did you follow Lorenzo when you could have stayed with her?”
“Because… I-I love him too. And E. It was a confusing time. Everyone was hurting. I knew Rosalie was strong. Enzo said we’d go but come back for her. You know this, man. I told you when I signed the blood contract.”
“Despite signing it and knowing you weren’t allowed near my sister, you still decided to break the contract.”
I nodded. Sounded about right.
“Sometimes love trumps your contract,” I said. “I got my daughter, my girl, my family, man. Respectfully, fuck your contract. I’d do it again.”
Church let out a soft laugh. “You know one thing I like about you, Scott, is your honesty.”
I shrugged. “Glad I could appease Your Highness.”
He continued to smirk at me. “What are your plans with my sister?”
“I’m going to get out of here, and then I’m going to track her down like a fucking bloodhound and kiss the pink off her fucking lips. And not the ones on her face, if you get my drift.”
He narrowed his eyes at me, his lip twitching with distaste.
“Careful,” he warned softly.
“Or what? You’ll beat my ass? Do it. Then go fuck yourself when you’re done.”
He got to his feet. “You’re not helping yourself. If you want to see my sister or your daughter again, you’ll fucking comply and do as you’re told. I hold the key to your fucking paradise. Remember that.”
“Comply? What do you want me to do, Church?” I went to my knees. “Suck your cock? Here I am. Fucking choke me with it. I’ll do whatever you want me to do. Just let me fucking out of here so I can get to my family.”
