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“You’ve written your own game plan since the plane crash, and no one has said a word to you about it. We’ve operated this firm with a missing piece, without any idea when you might get yourself back to work. Not to mention, you’ve been drawing a salary the entire time.”
“Are you asking me to
resign?”
Razor’s jaw tightened. “Did you hear me ask you to resign?”
“Negative.”
“Look, I’m the last person you should be talking to about this, because for me, it’s personal. I’m mad as hell at you for the way you’ve treated my sister. She’s the most giving, caring, loving person I know other than Avarie and my mom. Before you ask, she hasn’t talked to me about you, and she never will, but I have eyes. I can see her hurt.”
“I’m sorry.”
Razor stood and faced him. “Yeah? For what? Not pulling your head out of your ass and either stepping up to the plate or walking away? Either would’ve worked. Hanging out somewhere in the middle with no regard for anyone but yourself doesn’t work.”
When Razor walked out and went upstairs, Monk sat in the vacated chair. He’d gotten several dressing downs over the course of his career, but none had as big of an impact as the one he’d just gotten. And yet, here he sat with no idea what to do next. Finally, he pulled out his phone and called Doc.
“Been waiting to hear from you,” the man said when he answered. Was his voice as clipped as Razor’s had been, or was it Monk’s imagination?
“I’d like to meet.”
“When?”
“As soon as possible.”
“Coincidentally, Merrigan and I aren’t far from you. We should arrive at the Overleaf in a couple of hours.”
33
“There’s a delay. You can’t leave until tomorrow,” said her brother when he walked into her kitchen.
“The girls only have two days off, Raze. There’s no point in going if we can’t leave this afternoon.”
“I don’t want them going to school anyway, at least until Cliff is back in custody.”
Saylor looked over her shoulder. The girls’ bedroom door was closed, but she didn’t want to risk them overhearing the conversation she and Razor were having. She led him out to the deck.
“I told you I won’t live my life like a prisoner. I won’t do that to them either.”
“Have a seat.”
Saylor put her hand on her hip and then took it off. She really needed to stop doing that. “No.”
“Jesus, Saylor. Please sit down.”
She did, but she wasn’t happy about it. Razor pulled a chair out and spun it around. Why did guys do that? Couldn’t he just sit on the chair the right way?
“I want you to close your eyes for a minute.”
“No. I’m not a child, Razor. Say whatever is on your mind.”
“I will not be able to live with myself if anything happens to you or my nieces because I didn’t listen to my gut. Right now, it’s telling me that Cliff is a threat. A serious threat. Maybe I’m wrong, but I don’t ever second guess myself. I need to make some changes in your detail, and I can’t do that in the next hour.”
“What happened to Diesel?”
Razor scrubbed his face with his hand, and Saylor stood up.
“Tell me what happened.”
