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The truth is, I like Hadley, even though I barely know her. But there’s something about holding one of the toughest girls that I’ve ever met while she falls apart that made me… I don’t know, start to… fall for her, I guess is the best way to put it.
But falling is fucking terrifying, hence my silence to Rhyland’s question.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” His amusement breaks through. Then he gets up and grabs his water bottle. “I’m going to go check on Jaxon and try to message Alex again.”
“You still haven’t heard from him?” I ask.
When he shakes his head, I try not to get worried. Alex is known for taking off and not telling anyone where he’s going. But usually when he does, it’s to get high, so…
Yeah, I’m worried.
“I’m sure he’s just being an irresponsible ass,” Rhyland says as he starts for the doorway. “I’ll let you know if I hear anything.”
I nod and he leaves the room.
I lie there for a while, holding Hadley, staring out the window at the night sky. The longer I do, the more my thoughts drift to her being kidnapped and how my dad might’ve been the one who did it.
Finally, I can’t take it anymore.
Carefully slipping my arm out from under Hadley, I climb off the sofa and sneak into the kitchen to make a call I really don’t want to make, but feel like I have to.
After three rings, he answers. And it’s him, not his secretary, which is odd.
“Blaise, I’m so glad you called,” my dad greets me.
My guard instantly goes up. My dad hates when we call him.
“Why?” I ask warily, sinking down into a chair at the table.
“I’ll tell you,” he says. “But first, I’d like to hear why you called me.”
I pinch the brim of my nose with my fingertips. “To ask you a question about Hadley Harlyton. Her dad, Mel, worked for you. But from what I understand, he was only doing so because he owed you a debt from a long time ago.”
“And where did you learn this information?”
“From all over.”
“That’s a very vague answer.”
“Well, I learned how to be vague from the best.”
Silence momentarily fills the line, and then he asks, “What do you want to know about her?”
I take a deep breath and lower my hand from my nose. “I want to know if about eight years ago, you kidnapped Hadley because of Mel’s debt.”
“And where did you come up with this theory?” He sounds as calm as can be, but that doesn’t mean anything—my father’s an excellent liar.
“I heard a story,” I answer vaguely. “And came up with it on my own.”
“Hmmm…” He gives an annoyingly, and probably purposefully, long pause. “Well, unfortunately, your theory is incorrect. I’ve never kidnapped Mel’s daughter, but you were right about him owing me for a very long time.”
“Okay.” I can’t tell if he’s lying or not. “What is his debt over?”
“That’s none of your damn business. None of this is since you chose not to work for me.” Annoyance clips his tone. “However, like I said, I’m glad you called. I have something I want to discuss with you about your brother.”
“Which one?” I ask. “Or did you forget you have multiple children?”
“Watch it,” he warns. “You may be a legal adult now, but I’m still your father and still own Honeyton, so punishing you won’t be a problem.”
