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Chapter 28
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A brand-new, white, state-of-the-art, over two-hundred-thousand dollars, Land Range Rover later, everyone was gathered at the warehouse that we’d all met at a few weeks back. The girls weren’t here, but in their place were my father, Kincaid’s father, Saxton’s father, and Stone’s father.
When I had called my dad yesterday, I’d told him that if he didn’t make this go away, then I was going to take the fall for Kincaid. That had been enough to get his ass on a plane and into Serenity Springs this morning. He’d brought Jonathan Lexington with him, and that’d been telling. The other three members of the governing panel were absent, and I had a feeling that I knew why.
Jonathan was the first to speak, but it was easy for him. He wasn’t invested in this the way my father, Merrick Black, and Ansel Voss were. “First off, let me say that I am terribly sorry for what happened with Apollo.” He was looking at Merrick when he said that. “Even though we were unaware, as an organization, we can’t take credit for the good and not take responsibility for the bad.”
Merrick gave Jonathan a terse nod. “I appreciate the sentiment, nonetheless.”
“While we can’t give you your son back, we can save your daughter,” Jonathan continued. “It’s the best we can do, Merrick.”
“Save her, how?” he asked.
My father stepped up, and he was looking at Kincaid as he spoke. “I killed Donovan Cooper,” he said, and the room shook in silence. His eyes scanned the room. “The only people who know the truth of it are in this room.” He made a point to look at Saxton, Ross, and Stone. “When your wives ask what happened, you will tell them that The Order took care of things. It might not be the full truth, but it’s not a lie. We are here to take care of things.”
“What are you talking about?” Kincaid asked him.
He looked back at her. “Jonathan and I did not arrive this morning, Kincaid.”
“You didn’t?” I asked because that’s what he’d told me.
My father looked over at me. “No, I didn’t,” he confirmed. “I only told you that to keep you on track with what Kincaid had going on.”
“Then what are you saying, Dad?”
“Jonathan and I spent the night getting rid of Donovan’s body, car, and anything else that might come back to haunt us one day,” he answered and the blood rushing through my ears drowned out the sounds of Kincaid’s gasp.
“Why?” I asked. It didn’t make any sense why he would do that. Sure, I’d asked for his help, but I never imagined that he’d take the credit for killing Donovan himself.
“A panel member righting a wrong is more acceptable to The Order than a girl going on a murdering rampage, taking out organization members,” he replied simply. “At fault or not, this is our mess to clean up, so the panel believes that I’ve cleaned it up.”
“What about Alexander?” Stone asked.
My father turned to look at him. “He’s going to fade away, quietly into the night,” he answered. “That’s the deal he made for keeping his secret from the front-page news.”
“And Jacob?” Ross asked.
“Jacob’s being dealt with,” Jonathan answered. “We’re going to leave him in the same wretched existence as Alexander.” He shrugged. “At least, they’ll have each other.”
“What’s going to be done about Donald Remington?” Saxton asked. “That motherfucker deserves the same fate as Donovan.”
“Let’s not forget that there’s a strong possibility that he had something to do with the untimely death of that coroner, too,” Ansel Voss added. “I agree with my son. Remington needs to be taken care of. “
“We agree,” my dad replied. “However, since he’s still alive, he will be dealt with by the entire panel as a whole.”
“He should be dead,” Kincaid piped up. “Not-”
“Planning on killing him, too?” my father asked with enough bite in his voice that Merrick Black stepped in front of his daughter.
“Do you have a problem with my daughter, Walter?” Merrick asked with enough bite in his voice to let us all know that this was going south pretty quickly.
“I have a problem with this situation,” my father clarified.
Kincaid went to stand in front of her father. “There’s no need to lie, Mr. Harrington,” she told him. “It’s not like my feelings will be hurt.”
My father looked at her, and he was looking at her like he had no idea where she came from. I understood his befuddlement, though. Honestly, I did. I looked at her the same way a lot. People talked a lot of shit, but it wasn’t every day that you came across the real deal.
