“Am I supposed to sympathize with you?” I shook my head. “Unbelievable.”
“I don’t want your sympathy. I want only your discretion. You and my sons went after Marjorie, Daphne, and Colin when I had them put away safely in a safe house. Now they’re walking targets, and Cade Booker is a ticking time bomb.”
“He disappeared,” I said.
“He disappears from time to time, but he’ll be back. He has a score to settle.”
“With Joe and me? We were kids.”
“That’s not how he sees it.”
“Then why not come after us? He pepper-sprayed us in his office. Why not just kill us then?”
“First of all, you took all his weapons.”
“So? We were indisposed. He could have left us there and gone and gotten another weapon.”
“He was in his place of business.”
“Again…so?”
“I’m only guessing, but he has a certain image to maintain.”
“He was the only one in the office with Joe and me. Everyone in his office knows that.”
“But you and Joe didn’t file charges. Why?”
Did Brad know about Joe’s past dalliances at the leather club? He seemed to know a lot. If he knew, he’d have to be the one to bring it up. I sure as hell wouldn’t.
“What good would that do? He already got away with offing his parents. He’d weasel out of a tiny assault charge. He’s a lawyer, for God’s sake.”
“True. And a good one. Too bad he never actually went to law school.”
My eyes widened into circles. “Talon was right. The records were forged.”
“You already had that figured out?”
“It was a hunch. Was he ever with the FBI?”
“No, he wasn’t. That was another cover story. But he is trained in FBI tactics.”
“Then who trained him?”
“Your father, Bryce. Your father trained him.”
Chapter Forty-Four
Marjorie
Joe cornered me as we were leaving the hospital. “Excuse me, Ruby. I need a word with my sister.”
Ruby nodded and went back into the room where Melanie sat with the baby.
“Yeah?”
“What are you two doing here?”
“Visiting our nephew.”