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Dillon lied about his findings? To all of them? But that meant… Seth stared at Adam, feeling guilty even thinking his next words. “You’re saying Dillon’s in some way connected to whoever is behind these posts?”
Adam swept his gaze over his three brothers before answering. “At the very least.”
“Motherfucker.” Zach kicked a chair. The black leather chair fell backward, landing with a dull thud on the carpet.
“Why?” Seth looked from one brother to another. “What would make him do this? He’s our brother.” Dillon had worked beside Seth for years to build up the company. Bloody hell, Seth wouldn’t even be in a position to sell Shazad if it hadn’t been for Dillon’s guidance and help. And the years before that as they had developed a bond as brothers? “None of this makes sense.”
“We’ll find out why as we dig deeper, but Seth,” Adam’s voice turned steel hard. “My contact made absolutely sure of his findings. I double-checked. Dillon’s involved.”
Heath moved around Seth to stand behind Dillon’s desk. “Jesus. Look at this.”
“What?” Seth made it halfway around the desk and froze.
A blue-green colored notebook decorated with silver squiggles sat in the middle of Dillon’s cleared desk.
Harper’s journal.
Cold fingers of dread trailed a sickly path up Seth’s spine. A post-it note was stuck to the journal’s front cover. In Dillon’s precise black script were two words:
LET’S PLAY.
Seth stared at the words, his mind racing at the implication.
“How did he get—”
Heath cut him off. “The night of the break-in at Harper’s. He came over. Did a walkthrough of the apartment. He packed extra things for her in another bag.”
“And helped himself to her journal,” Zach added.
Seth scrubbed a hand over his face. “The necklace. Her top.” All the items he and his brothers had counted as proof of Harper’s guilt.
“Let’s play.” Heath’s head snapped up. “He’s about to make his next move.”
Zach grabbed his phone from his back pocket. “I’m the only one he hasn’t targeted yet.”
Milly. Seth stood straighter, his body tense.
Dillon had always doted over her. But then, what the hell could Seth assume about his brother now?
Zach tapped his screen and held his phone to his ear. A few seconds later, he spoke. “Knox, is Milly close by?” His shoulders relaxed a fraction. “Good. Don’t let her out of your sight. Dillon’s the hacker, man. The fucker’s either been behind this or working for the bastard who’s in charge all along. I don’t know when I’ll get back. Things are kicking off here.” He nodded. “Thanks, man. Tell my girl her daddy loves her.” Zach ended the call.
Seth searched his phone’s contacts list and tapped the screen. “I’m calling Harper.” The call ring tone sounded in his ear. He heard her say hello and started to speak, only to realize it was her recorded voice asking him to leave a message. “Harper, it’s Seth. Call me. The hacker is Dillon. We don’t know all the facts yet, but if you see him, get safe and call the police, then one of us, or Nitro.” He wanted to say so much more. But he didn’t have long. “I’m sorry, sweetness. So bloody sorry for not believing you.” The beep sounded, timing him out.
“I need to check in with the station, keep them updated.” Heath walked out of Dillon’s office.
“I’m calling the café.” Adam had his phone to his ear. “Nitro, it’s Adam.” Seth could hear Harper’s friend yelling at his brother. Adam glared at the ceiling. “Shut up and listen. Dillon’s the hacker and we need Harper safe.” A few seconds passed. Adam closed his eyes and clenched his jaw. “When? Just the two of them? Describe the vehicle.”
Seth held himself still, but with each statement from Adam, the muscles in his chest constricted. He felt Zach get closer.
Adam paced across the room. “Yes, I’ll call on your personal phone. No. Stay there. I need someone at the café. Right.” He ended the call and faced Seth. “Dillon phoned Harper. Told her he thought she was being framed and they should meet. He picked her up outside the café ten minutes ago. Nitro went out with Harper. Dillon assured him he believed she was innocent, so Nitro let her go.”
“Jesus fuck!” Seth closed his eyes.
Dillon had Harper.
And the bastard wanted to play.
