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|Uncover Me(Men of Inked #6) by Chelle Bliss|
“Joe,” I said before he could reply. “You have a baby on the way. I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be there. You have the most to lose.”
“Fuck that shit, Thomas. I’m there. If you’re in trouble, it affects us all. You’d do the same for me. Baby or not, I’m there for my family. Suzy will understand.” His stare was steely and serious. I knew that once he’d set his mind to something, there was no way in hell I’d be able to change it.
“Right.” I turned toward my pop as he looked around the table. “Pop, Ma will be so pissed if you come with us. I think you should—”
He put his hand up. “If my boys are going, then I’m going. No one can stop me, especially your mother. I’m the one who taught you boys everything you know. Plus, I’d be going freaking crazy sitting at home when I knew shit was going down and you were all in danger.”
“Not another word, Thomas. I’m coming with you.”
I sighed, dragging my hands down my face as I blew out a breath. If I didn’t die in hail of bullets, my mother might finish me off for involving him.
“I’ll send a text when I have more details or when you need to come back. For now, go home and act as normal as possible. I don’t want the girls in a panic.”
“Uh, dude,” Mike grumbled, raising his index finger.
“What?” I snapped.
“The girls already know. I mean, what the fuck did you expect? It’s Monday morning and you summoned us here. They know something is up. I can’t lie to Mia.”
“Don’t tell them that Angel’s been kidnapped. Make something else up.”
“Your stories better match,” Anthony blurted, pushing the chair up and standing. “You know they’re going to talk to each other. One slip-up and you’re all history.”
“Fuck,” James hissed, kicking the floor with his foot. “They’ve probably already done a party line by now.”
“Just tell them that I thought someone broke into my house and I needed help checking it out.”
“You think they’re going to buy that crock of shit?” Anthony asked, shaking his head.
“Bro, you seriously underestimate the ladies. They’re slick and smart. Nothing gets by them,” he replied, picking at his nails as he smirked.
“Your lady problems get by them.” I sat back and smiled, seeing his eyes shooting to mine.
Everyone around the table turned to him with a look of shock, especially my father.
“Traitor,” Anthony snarled, glaring at me and looking like he wanted to lunge across the table.
Pop put his hand on Anthony’s shoulder. “You have some explaining to do, son.”
“Coffee?” I asked, a small smile on my face because I knew I’d thrown Anthony under the bus. I’d outed him and his dirty little secret. I didn’t know exactly what it was, but I knew it involved a woman who had him by the balls.
“Nah. I better get home to Suzy. She’s probably starving by now.” Joe stood, squeezing Pop’s shoulder before holding his hand out to me. “Call me anytime, day or night, and I’ll be here.”
“I better get home and washed up,” Mike said. “I have to be at the clinic in a couple of hours to help. Wait up for me, Joe. I’ll walk out with you.” He followed Joe into the foyer with a quick wave and a nod.
“I’m out.” Anthony stood, staring down at Pop. “Ready to go, old man? I’ll take you home.”
The “old man” turned to Anthony, his head tilted and his eyes sharp, and stared at him. “You need to watch yourself, son.”
“I can’t wait to get home and tell your ma that you have a girlfriend,” Pop said, holding Anthony on the shoulder as they walked out the door.
“Ain’t so old anymore, am I?” Pop asked, closing the door.
“Want a cup?” I asked James, knowing he wasn’t a morning person, much like myself.
“Please. I’ll call Bobby and have him do a background check and dig into Angel’s past. We need to isolate any potential problems and determine which ones are credible threats.”
“I’ll pour, you call.” Standing by the coffee pot, I stared outside and wondered where she was.
Had they hurt her? Was she in pain? Had they killed her? The thought of that made me want to hurl, my stomach clenching tightly in a knot from thinking I’d never touch her again.
“Bobby,” James said, pulling me from my thoughts as I grabbed the pot and poured him a cup. “I’m putting you on speakerphone.” I placed the coffee in front of him as he said, “Bobby, we have a problem.”
It had been twenty-four hours since she’d disappeared. Fear gripped me at times, but the anger kept me going, driving me forward to find her. During the day, my family had been there for me. One by one, they had come over to sit with me and attempt to calm my fears. My brothers and James hadn’t been able to keep the information to themselves and had to bring the girls over with them. I couldn’t be angry that they hadn’t kept their promise to not tell the ladies.
I’d racked my brains for hours, trying to figure out why someone would do this to her…and to me. Was it one of my enemies, or were they truly after Angel?