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Once we were settled in the house and the police officers were gone, I turned to the driver. “I think I’m just going to go soak in the bath for a little bit.”
“Okay, Miss Holt.”
I stopped on the way to the stairs. “You know, after today I feel like I should be allowed to know your name.”
His head shook. “I am your driver, that’s enough.”
“Of course it is,” I mumbled.
“Miss Holt?” he called out when I was about to turn the corner. “I have never heard him thank anyone in the years I’ve worked for him.”
Why didn’t that surprise me? “Well, you’ve more than earned it.”
Chapter 35
Day 116 with Blackbird
Lucas
I stepped out of William’s car slowly, my face a carefully composed mask of peace that promised so many things that were far from that. Glancing at his house as I rounded the back of the car, I lifted the trunk and let my eyes roam over things that my mentor always kept in his personal car.
Golf clubs, blankets, water, baseball bat, shotgun . . .
I grabbed the bat and stepped around the car again, letting my gaze trail back to the house as I tested the weight of the bat in my hands. I knew he would be watching, because I knew he would have been waiting for me from the moment he’d had his driver bring him home.
At the last second, I dropped the hold on my façade and smashed both driver side windows, then the windshield. By the time I had rounded the car and was smashing both passenger side windows, the door to the house was thrown open and a handful of his women ran outside.
They yelled for me to stop as I dented the frame and hood of the car, but never made a move toward me. Smart.
I stepped back to look at the car, nodding as my calm slipped back into place.
“Done,” I told them, letting the bat fall to the ground as I headed back to the trunk.
I didn’t stop walking, only slowed enough to snatch the shotgun out as I headed toward the house. The rest of the women lined the entryway with looks of shock, disappointment, and fear.
“Lucas, stop this at once.”
“What is wrong with you, child?”
“What are you doing?”
“Have you gone mad?”
“Don’t hurt him.”
They all continued their yelling and questions, but I never stopped walking until I was standing outside William’s office doors.
“It would be best if you stayed out here,” I murmured in a bored tone.
I didn’t pay attention to anything else they said, I simply stepped calmly inside.
“That was quite a temper tantrum,” William bit out from where he stood at his window, overlooking the driveway.
“How brave of you to let your women try to stop me.”
He loosened a long, slow breath through his nose, and tsked. “That’s my favorite car, Lucas.”
“You won’t be needing it anymore,” I assured him.
