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Then blackness.
Nothing else.
Not until I woke up in a hospital ER, with stitching and bandaging over the wounds at the top of my breasts.
I held my own and walked into the elevator with Reid.
I wanted to help him. Wanted to get the focus off him. But how could I, when there was so much I still didn’t recall?
Whether I’d blocked it out or whether I’d fainted, as I must have done in the streets of Manhattan wearing nothing.
Had I been in the news?
No, or I would have read it or heard about it.
How could that happen? Why wouldn’t some paper or network pick up a story about a woman running through the streets of New York clad in only a blazer?
I shook my head.
I had as many questions for the detective as he had for me.
36
Reid
My body still felt like ice from the news I’d just gotten.
Our architects and elevator mechanics had finished their investigation into the building where I was now ascending with Zee.
No floor existed below the bottom mechanical floor.
However, they hadn’t ruled out that such a floor had existed and had been filled in. The concrete beneath the building’s foundation was suspect, and they were continuing their investigation.
I’d talk to my brother in a few minutes—and I wasn’t looking forward to telling him that Zee had found his wife’s business card on St. Andrew’s property—but first I had to see to Zee.
She stood rigid beside me.
She was frightened, for sure, but I had the feeling something else was bothering her as well. I decided not to press her, though. I couldn’t take the chance that she’d change her mind about talking to Hank Morgan.
I just hoped like hell Morgan didn’t freak her out. He was an asshole, to be sure, and bound and determined to pin this on one of us.
Zee was the one who could clear our names. Well, not technically, but she could make the case that there were a lot more people out there with motives to off Derek Wolfe. People other than disgruntled colleagues who he’d fucked over in business, although there were hundreds of them as well.
I grabbed Zee’s hand. It was cold as a winter day. “Hey,” I said. “It’s okay.”
She nodded, though I wasn’t convinced.
We walked through the reception area and down a long hallway to the small conference room where Morgan was doing the questioning. Moira Bancroft and Zach Hayes, two of our attorneys, sat across the table from Morgan.
I cleared my throat. “Zee, this is Moira Bancroft. She’ll be acting as your attorney during the questioning. And Zach Hayes, he’ll be acting as the attorney for Wolfe Enterprises.
Moira and Zach both rose.
“Nice to meet you.” Moira smiled. She was an older woman with silver hair and warm brown eyes. Very motherly, which was why we’d chosen her to represent Zee’s interests. She’d help put Zee at ease.
“Thank you,” Zee said.
“We’re glad you decided to talk to us today.” Zach held out a chair for Zee. “Moira and I are here to make sure you’re comfortable.”
Zee nodded and took the chair he offered. “Can’t Reid stay?”
I glared at Morgan. I’d had every intention of staying, but he wouldn’t hear of it, no matter how I balked. I’d be suing his ass later, but for now, I wanted Zee to tell her story, so I made sure she had an attorney like Moira who could make her feel comfortable.
“I’m afraid not,” Moira said, “but we’ll take good care of you.”
Detective Morgan stood then. “I’m Hank Morgan, NYPD.”
Zee simply nodded.
Morgan sat back down. “We’ll get right to it as soon as you go, Mr. Wolfe.”
My feet seemed to be glued to the carpet. I had some kind of alpha wolf instinct to protect my mate.
Zee wasn’t my mate, of course, but…
Damn. I had feelings for her that I didn’t want to have.
She deserved far better than me.
“Mr. Wolfe…” Morgan said again.
“Yeah. I’m going.” Asshole. I turned to Zee. “Moira and Zach will take good care of you, but if you need me, I’m only a text away.”
She nodded.
“I’m serious,” I said. “You just tell Moira you need to see me, and she’ll make it happen. Right, Moira?”
“Yes, of course, Mr. Wolfe.”
Zee nodded again. “I’m all right.”
“Okay.” I forced my feet to move from their glued spot. “Take it easy on her,” I said to Morgan. Then I left.
Rock was waiting for me outside the door. “We need to talk.”
“We do,” I concurred. However Rock wasn’t going to want to hear what I had to say.
“This hunting ground thing,” Rock said. “Lace and I think he must have gotten rid of it after Zee escaped.”
“Probably.”
“Which means he either stopped his little game, or—”
“He just started doing it somewhere else,” I finished for him.
“Right. That’s my bet.”
“Mine as well. Such a narcissist wouldn’t let the potential of being caught stop him. He’d continue his power-trip games. Just in a different place.”
