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"I'll take care of it," Finn says.
"I'll put out a memo for extra patrol of the residence and the bookstore as well," Deputy Groves says. "Do you have a description we can work with, Ms. Crawford?"
"He's approximately five-seven, with dark hair turning gray at the temples, lean build," Finn says. "Wears designer suits, but if he has money, it's new money. He's squirrely."
"He drives a black town car."
A muscle in Finn's jaw tics.
He is not very happy with me right now. I probably should have mentioned that I saw Silas at the hospital, but it honestly slipped my mind. When I'm around Finn, all I'm thinking about is him and the way he makes me feel. Nothing else seems to exist, especially not other men. I won't be making the same mistake again, though.
Whatever Silas Renton wants to talk to me about, I'm not interested. And from the looks of it, he's going to have to go through one very grumpy brotherhood to have that talk. Because these men do not look like they came to play. If they're going to be hanging around the bookstore, Maddie's going to have to hire way more help, because every woman in Silver Spoon Falls will be flocking to the store just to ogle them.
Chapter Six
Finn
"Iwantthismotherfuckerfound, Giant," I growl, pacing the eight steps across Ophelia's porch and then back again. "I don't care what it takes. Find him." I leave off the part about killing him slowly, though that's exactly what I want to do when I finally get my hands on him. Coming near Scarlett was strike one. Scaring her was strike two. But making her cry? That sealed his damn fate as far as I'm concerned.
The eight minutes it took me to get to her today were the longest eight goddamn minutes of my life. Every possible scenario played through my mind, every way in which I could lose her, every way in which he could hurt her. Had he been there when I got there, I think I would have killed him on sight. I think my brothers know it too. They aren't helping me watch over her simply for her protection. They're trying to keep me out of jail too. Because far too many of them have been exactly where I was today. Far too many of my brothers understand exactly how I feel right now.
"We'll find him, brother," Giant says. "Between your computer juju and my guys, he won't be able to hide for long. I've already got Grizz running his name through your systems to see what hits. We should have something soon."
"Thanks." I expel a breath, scrubbing a hand across the top of my head.
"Go take care of your woman, you lucky motherfucker," Giant says.
I smile at the envy in his tone. Giant doesn't run from a fucking thing, not even the prospect of love. The man is hungry for his soulmate and won't stop until he finds her. When he does, he's going to leave a crater a mile wide in the earth. Whoever she is, I hope she's ready for his overgrown ass because he's going to change her whole world.
"Jealousy isn't your color, my man," I tease.
"Fuck you and the horse you rode in on."
"It was a Harley."
He grunts, incapable of blaspheming the Harley name, and then hangs up on me.
I chuckle quietly, calmer than I was before he called. Which I'm guessing was his point. Giant may act like life is all fun and games, but he can read people in a single look and sees things a lot more clearly than most. His instincts are rarely wrong. He loves fiercely and will fight to death for the people he cares about.
I shove my cell into my pocket, check around the perimeter of the house, keeping my eyes peeled for Silas's town car, and then head back inside to my little bookworm. My little bookworm has been out of my sight far too long already.
I find her curled up on the couch, staring blankly into space. She has a book spread open on her lap, but I doubt she's read a single page. Her gaze shifts to mine, her hazel eyes warming as they run across me. Her cheeks heat too, color seeping into them. She's been quiet tonight, withdrawn. I don't like it.
"Hey," she whispers.
"Hey." I flip the deadbolt, locking the door. I've already checked and secured every other door and window in the house. Ophelia helped. Rulie filled her in on the situation before we picked her up. He swears she dragged it out of him. I'm curious as hell to know what she did to make the man blush. I didn't think he had it in him. "Is your aunt in bed?"
Scarlett bobs her head in a nod, guilt flickering across her face. "She said this was too much excitement for an old lady."
"Pretty baby, that's code forI'm going to get out of your hair so that man of yours can do dirty things to make you feel better," I say, striding toward her. "Ophelia hasn't had too much excitement since she incited a riot when the ice cream factory closed."
Scarlett leans back against the couch, staring up at me. "I never know if you're joking or not," she mutters when I stop right in front of her, my legs caging hers in.
"About the ice cream factory closing?"
"About any of it."
"They put chains on the doors overnight," I murmur, slipping her bookmark into place and then sliding the book off her lap. "When the crew showed up for work, they found a note on the doors saying the place was permanently closed. When your aunt found out, she marched everyone right down to the owner's mansion and said she wasn't leaving without their paychecks and severance packages. He decided to call the police to forcibly remove her."
