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The security system was good and the video excellent quality. A brand new addition to the club. Finn watched in stunned silence as a small man jimmied the back door open before grinning. He stepped inside with a black backpack slung over one shoulder.
Grant pressed paused. “Do you know who that is?”
“No clue,” Finn answered.
Michael sucked in a breath.
“What is it, baby?”
“You don’t remember him?” Michael asked.
“You do?” Jackson demanded.
Michael nodded. “He was a server here for like…two hours. He kept hitting on every Dom in the place then left his station to do a scene. He was fired the same night that he started.”
Finn could vaguely remember that. Finn had found the young man getting railed in one of the back rooms when he should have been serving drinks. “Larry… Jerry…” Finn said.
“Cary,” Michael corrected. “Cary Jeffers. He was a real jerk. I’m glad he didn’t stay.”
“Jackson, send me a copy of that video, please. I’m going to go to the station and look this guy up. Get his address and we’ll pick him up this morning.”
Jackson nodded. “Sure.”
There was something in his eyes that worried Finn. Jackson was thinking, hard, and that didn’t bode well for any of them.
“In the meantime, you might want to stay close to one another. Hopefully, this guy just wanted to cause damage, but I don’t want anything happening to any of you.”
“Not a problem,” Finn agreed.
Grant rose. “I’ll let myself out. Joe already had someone come to check the door. It locks fine. I’ll flip the knob as I leave.”
“Thanks, man.” Finn sat back in the chair. He stared into the coffee that he hadn’t touched. That he didn’t want. What Finn did want was to be back at the cabin with his boys and no one else. The world just couldn’t have given him just one more day?
“You okay?” Michael slid into his lap.
“This sure helps,” he replied truthfully. There was nothing better than having his baby in his lap. Except that Jackson scooted his chair closer then laid his head on Finn’s arm. They were a team. These two men had his back. It didn’t matter what this fucking guy did to try to hurt or tear them apart. It wasn’t going to happen.
“Maybe you should head out with Jackson,” Finn said to Michael. “Try to get some more sleep. I don’t want you going home alone though.”
“My brothers are there,” Michael pointed out.
Finn shook his head. Not good enough.
“Oh, hey! This might be a good time to mention that I don’t actually have anywhere to go,” Jackson said.
“What?” Finn and Michael said at the same time.
“Gave up my motel and put all my stuff at Lance’s, remember?”
Finn hadn’t even given it any thought. He’d known but—.
“Guess we have to stay here with you, Daddy,” Michael said with a smirk.
Jackson was a bad influence. Michael wouldn’t have ever given him that look before. Finn loved it.
“I mean, it’s the only thing that makes sense,” Jackson told him. “The three of us staying together. And your apartment is right upstairs.”
That was the problem. His place was too close to the club.
