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Grabbing a cart from the rack, I wheeled it into the store when someone stepped out of the large building. They stopped in front of me, followed by two men dressed in black suits.
My chest tightened; my hands white-knuckling the bar of the cart. “Price.”
Price Davies grinned, running two fingers along his mouth. He looked different than the last time I saw him, which would have been before I went to jail. He had lost quite a bit of weight and appeared as if he had taken up working out. His dark hair held some silver in it. Even the scruff on his jaw had some gray in it. While he may have changed his appearance, his eyes hadn’t changed. They held so much damn hate for me, a tremor of unease rippled down my spine.
“You look well, Jaron.” He cocked his head to the side. “It’s been a while. How’s that pretty little thing of yours? She still pining after you or did she smarten the fuck up and finally get herself a real man?”
I twisted my head to the side, looking around me. Two black SUVs sat at the outer edge of the parking lot, meaning the mayor had more security detail with him than the two men standing on either side of him.
“What do you want?” I asked instead, knowing full well he was trying to get a reaction from me. But I refused. It would come. In time. But not now and especially not when I was alone.
“I want to chat.” Price jutted his chin. The two men behind him, stepped forward.
“We’re in public,” I bit out. “Don’t be stupid.”
Price grinned. He smoothed his hands down the front of his gray suit jacket. The weight he was sporting around the middle the last time I saw him, no longer there. I had never been attracted to men but even I noticed how better looking he had become. I wondered why. Price Davies had a reason for everything he did. He might have even been a half-decent human being in another life, but not in this one. No. He liked little girls and that didn’t sit well with me, but it was something I had never been able to prove.
“What are you doing here anyway? Don’t you have people that do this for you?” I leaned my arms on the bar of the cart, scratching my jaw.
“If you’re referring to grocery shopping, yes.” Price nodded. “I do. But I much prefer to do this part on my own. You see.” He took a step toward me. “You took something important from me.”
The hackles rose on the back of my neck. “What are you getting at?” His son had deserved what he got. Sure, I reacted first before thinking of the consequences, but he had attacked my girl. He was lucky I didn’t do worse to him.
“My son was going to be the next mayor,” Price said, his jaw ticking.
I rolled my eyes then. “Right.” Brody Davies never wanted anything to do with politics. Of all the research I had done on him, he often looked bored in the pictures of him and his dad during his many public appearances and campaigns.
Price’s brows dropped in the middle. “You questioning me, boy?”
I chuckled then. “You don’t scare me, Price. Never have. Never will.”
“That’s Mr. Mayor to you, fuck—Jaron.” His cheeks reddened.
I grinned. “Nice catch, Price,” I said, drawing out his name. Calling him Mr. Mayor meant that I respected him. And that was something I had never done.
Price took a step toward me while his men stayed back. When he stood a couple of inches away, I could see the evil swimming in his deep sapphire eyes. “You want to know something?” he asked, low enough for only me to hear. “I don’t actually give a fuck that you killed my son.” He stepped closer. “He wasn’t even my blood anyway.”
That revelation didn’t sit well with me. It meant that he threw me in jail, made a huge fucking scene about it, just to get under my skin. Because of him, my daughter didn’t know her father the first ten months of her life. Because of him, my mother’s heart shattered. And because of him, I could have lost Piper forever.
Price smirked, curling his fingers around the handlebar between my hands. “I suggest watching your back, Jaron. We wouldn’t want anything to happen to those pretty little girls in your family. I could get a lot of money for your daughter. She would grow up in my world. She would be trained. She would be the perfect pet because she wouldn’t have the influence of the world hanging over her.” He leaned toward my ear. “I’d also have so much fun breaking Piper.”
“You even think of going after my girls…”
“You’ll what?” Price chuckled. “Remember what happened last time. You ended up in jail. Too bad it wasn’t longer.” He turned around, walking away from me but stopped suddenly. “I’d be careful if I were you. Your girls won’t always be protected. And your daughter will grow up.” He continued walking away, his wicked grin the last thing I saw before he stepped into the black SUV.
As soon as both vehicles sped away, I let out a sigh of relief but before I did what I came there to do, I called Cyrus.
“Yeah,” came his deep reply after the first ring.
“I need you to go to Piper’s sooner,” I told him, heading into the grocery store.
“On it. Where are you?”
“At the grocery store getting Brynlee some better formula and I was going to pick up food for Piper to cook but she needs a break.” I suddenly felt all eyes on me. I looked down at myself. I wasn’t wearing my cut. What could these people be looking at?
“Is it weird??” Cyrus asked.
I cleared my throat, not wanting to get into this with him. “Listen, just go to Piper’s and I’ll be there soon.”
