The door opened and the other guard entered. “I watched the video. And it does seem like these two men instigated the fight. But I’ll ask you two to stay until the police arrive.”
Benito’s guys didn’t make a sound. They didn’t give a shit that they were going to be led out of here in handcuffs.
“That’s fine.” I smiled at the guard.
We heard raised voices and I looked at Danny, who hung his head. Gideon was here. The door opened, and a very angry Gideon stepped in, his eyes frantically taking in the room. He saw the two men, security guards, and Danny; then his gaze met mine, and I waved.
“You beat the police, impressive.”
He narrowed his eyes and kneeled in front of me. “Which one did this to you?”
“Sir, the police have been called, and they will be here soon. I’ve seen the tapes and as soon as statements have been made, we can let your friends go.”
I smirked at Gideon and whispered. “He thinks we’re friends.”
Gideon sighed and stood to face the guard. “Are you aware of who I am?”
He eyed Gideon up and down and shook his head. “No, but I’m a transfer from Minnesota.”
He glared the other guards and they nodded. “Inform your buddy here who I am.”
The three of them left the room, oddly leaving us with the two guys who’d started this. Gideon sneered at them.
“Who are you?”
The one with the bleeding nose answered. “My name is Mack, and this is Harry.”
“I didn’t think to ask you guys your name.” I bumped Danny. “We should’ve done that.”
“Sorry.” Danny rolled his eyes. “I was busy blocking Harry from pummeling my face.”
“Who do you work for? As if I have to ask.” Gideon folded his arms over his chest.
Mack grinned. “No one.”
Gideon’s voice lowered, and it was satisfying to see Mack and Harry fidget. “So no one can claim your bodies when I’m done with them, is that right?”
“They said they had a message for us, but just began punching.” I cocked my head. “Maybe they aren’t good with words.”
“What’s the message? I’m listening,” Gideon growled.
Harry swallowed loudly. “Where’s Elijah?”
Gideon chuckled darkly. “Who?”
“The message is to return Elijah, or it gets worse,” Mack said.
“Well, I don’t know an Elijah, so I can’t help you.” Gideon waved his hand at me and Danny. “You did all this for nothing.”
Mack and Harry shared a look before Mack spoke. “That’s the message.”
Gideon nodded. “And now the two of you will get arrested for something that could’ve been an email.” He tsked. “Shame.”
The door opened again, the three guards entered followed by the police. I slumped in my seat. I just wanted to go home and decorate.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Gideon
