“Yeah, you know I’ve been in Colombia,” he said to Jake.
“Yes, but you wouldn’t tell me much about why,” Jake grumbled. “Just that you had to go help some friends in trouble.”
“Yeah, well, they’re not exactly friends. Julian and Keira used to work for my brother. He had a thing for them.”
Jake raised his eyebrows. He’d heard of Cole but never actually met him.
“They’re submissives, well, Julian is a switch. Cole couldn’t understand their need to submit, he also didn’t like that he was attracted to both of them.”
“Meet a few of those sorts,” Curt said. “What happened to them?”
“I fucked up their lives.” He smiled bitterly. “Let’s just say I had a blow-out with Cole over them and left L.A. in a hurry. Didn’t even fucking think about them.”
“That was a long time ago,” Jake reminded him.
“Doesn’t excuse it. They quit working for him. It took them a while, but they realized that they needed to move on, find someone else. They started going to a club. They met a Dom who they thought was perfect. Until they accepted his offer to go on vacation with him. He took them to Colombia and showed his true, sick colors.”
“Jesus,” Jake said, sitting forward. “You went down there to get them? How did they get away? Do they need medical attention?”
“They managed to escape with the help of a servant. But not before he’d damaged them. Emotionally and physically. They’re not talking much. They’ll need Molly’s help.”
Jake nodded solemnly. “What about the Colombian authorities?”
“I didn’t contact them. Julian is sure this asshole had most of them in his pocket. I paid a doctor to see them privately.”
“Where is he now?” Curt leaned forward.
“That’s why I’m here. I don’t know. I wanted to go looking for him, but I had to get them home safe first.”
“So he’s still out there,” Jake said grimly. “He’ll come looking for them.”
“I think so, yes. There’s no record of them leaving Colombia, I made sure of that.” Money could do a lot. “And there is no reason anyone would think I would help them. We knew each other a long time ago. He only tracked me down through a mutual acquaintance.”
“And yet you still went to get them,” Curt said, a note of respect in his voice.
“I couldn’t leave them there.” Saxon frowned. “And I feel some responsibility for them. They’re under my protection now. I think I hid the trail well, but I don’t like to leave things to chance.”
“What do you want from us?” Jake asked.
“I wanted to warn you about the threat since they’ll be staying with me.”
Jake nodded.
He turned to Curt. “Do you know an investigator that can look into this guy for me without raising any red flags? And I want to increase the security at my house, the club and the restaurant. It’s good, but I’ll feel better if you take a look at it.”
Curt nodded. “Consider the last part done. As for the investigator, I know a few but Jardin has a good one. I’m hoping to convince her to work for me.”
“Her?”
“Yep, her. And she’s damned good. He’s using her to help Aspen.”
“Help Aspen with what?”
Jake gave him a solemn look. “Protect her boys from her mother-in-law.”
He sat back, shocked. Then he cleared his throat. “Our boys. I’m marrying Aspen. And I’m adopting those boys.” Why hadn’t Aspen told anyone that they were getting married? He knew how Haven worked, if one person knew then everyone would. Which meant she’d kept it completely to herself.
Because she was ashamed? Of him? Of who he was?