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It took three hours. Three hours for her to pull me out of it. I knew she was good. But knowing and seeing it in person is completely different.
Saying that I’m impressed and fucking proud of her would be an understatement. Six hours later, I find myself sitting in my da’s office with Scott and a glass of whisky in my hand.
That’s good. I may be out for now, but the Snakes are preparing something, and we need to anticipate our next move. I swirl the whisky in my glass, the ice clinking softly against the sides, before turning to my da’. “Do we know who was behind that?”
“We know the Snakes are involved. The video surveillance showed one of their guys infiltrating your club before the opening. But we’re not sure if they’ve been operating alone,” my da’ replies.
“How did you get access to these videos? We made sure that nobody could get access to it except us?” asks Scott.
“It wasn’t me.” My da’ doesn’t look at us when he says that, which means we are not going to like what he’s going to say.
“Then who?” My words are stronger than I intended, but at this stage, I don’t give a shit.
He utters only one word, “Blakely.”
“What do you mean by ‘Blakely’?” asks Scott, reflecting on my thought.
He sighs, “Blakely was the one who found the videos. She infiltrated your security system to have more proof to get you out of prison.” Like Scott, I am equally stunned.
“How?” My question is legit. How could she trespass into our system when nobody else can? We’ve been working on that for years to ensure no one could access it. If someone got their hands on our footage, we’re screwed. Not that we’re dealing drugs or trafficking, but still.
“That’s not a question I can answer, sons. For that, you’ll have to ask her directly.” Scott and I exchange a knowing look - we both know she won’t be answering any of my questions. I sit deeper into my seat as the exhaustion of these past few days rushes over me.
“Why didn’t you tell me she was my attorney? You didn’t think that was something I would have liked to know?” I blurt out.
“No.” Apparently, his short answer is enough.
“I think you owe more than a ‘no’ as an answer, don’t you think, Father?
“I didn’t tell you because I knew you would react that way.”
“I have my reasons.”
“Aye, you have. But she is the best attorney that I’ve seen in years, so excuse me if I used all the resources I had to get you out of prison. And you,” pointing his finger towards Scott, he explains, “I didn’t tell you because she asked me not to. She needed all the focus possible for her and her team, and she didn’t need the pressure that you might possibly put on her.” He raises his hands. “I didn’t say that you would have put pressure on her, I said, possibly. And you know it’s true.” He takes a sip of his whisky and looks back at me. “What happened between you two is between you two, but she is family. I called her, she came, did her job, and damn well, got you out of it, and god knows she wanted to see you locked in a bit longer, and will go back to her home soon.” I see Scott flinch at the mention of her leaving the country once again.
“She is not the sweet girl you knew once. So now, take your fingers out of your arse and act like the man I raised you to be.”
That was more words coming out of his mouth than I’m used to from him. I sigh because he is right, but I’m fucking mad that he put her in danger like that for nothing. I’d rather stay in prison for a lifetime and keep her safe than put her in the middle of this.
Chapter 4
Blakely
“You’re here,” my twin says, her voice cracking with emotion as she wipes away tears.
We decided not to book a hotel for our stay, but after yesterday’s trial, I needed some time alone to gather my thoughts.
Seeing him brought memories I adore and want to forget at the same time. His mere presence sent my heart into a wild frenzy.
He is different. His eyes lost their softness and now hold a hardened look, while the new tattoos on his neck and hands are impossible to miss.
“I told you over the phone I’d be coming back for a few days.” My voice trembles with emotion.
“Yeah, but knowing it and actually seeing you are two completely different things.” God, I missed her.
She comes to see me in Paris as much as her job and days off allow her, but it’s not enough. I had to learn to live without my other half, but I forgot she had to do the same.
God, have I been selfish to leave like that? People would say it’s not healthy to be like that with their siblings, but none of them share a twin bond. Because of our high IQ and the fact that we skipped grades, people were either older or bullied us because we were different.
