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“I’ll handle Randall.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“You didn’t ask a question,” he says.
“You know what question you didn’t answer, Chance. Maybe I need to look in the journal you so desperately want for answers.” I don’t give him time to object. “Was Randall speaking for you?”
“No. I told you. I told him not to go there.”
“So, you knew he wanted to come?”
“For the second time, yes, Emma,” he snaps. “I knew. He had it in his mind that he’d go there, throw you over his goddamn shoulder, and bring you home. Then we could both stop worrying about you.”
We.
The two of them.
“How did you know he was here?”
“Because he wouldn’t answer his phone and I called the airport. He took the private jet. Don’t you see the distress this has us under? Randall is sneaking out with the private jet, Emma.”
“Randall is threatening your sister, Chance,” I all but growl at him. “That should be your concern, not the plane.”
“Why do you think I keep telling you to come home?”
“So, I should come home, but if I could please get the castle signed over to you first, you wouldn’t turn it down, right?”
“Enough with the castle.”
“Chance,” I breathe out. “Talk to me, please. What is really going on?”
He’s silent a few beats. “Come home and we’ll talk.”
“Because you can’t talk about this on the phone?”
“Come home.”
I swallow hard. “If I’m not back in seventy-two hours, then what? Do Jax and I suddenly die in a car accident?”
“Don’t say shit like that.”
“Fine then. How about this? Don’t tell me what’s really going on. I don’t need to know. You aren’t getting the castle, but Jax isn’t coming after you or us. I promise you. He’ll promise you.Whatever Randall thinks he’s got against us, he won’t use it. He and I—Jax won’t do anything that will hurt me.”
“Until he does. A man can make a woman think a romp is love.”
“Did you really just say that to me? Who are you?”
“Your brother,” he snaps. “It’s my duty to say that to you.”
“End this, Chance,” I plead. “Whatever it is. Tell me how to help end this.”
“An end is exactly what I want,” he says. “This call isn’t getting us there. Which is why I’m hanging up. Come home. We’ll talk. Not until then.” He hangs up.
Come home.
How many times did he say that?
Why does he need me home so badly?
