Page 110 of Guilty For You


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“What’s wrong?” Oliver asked as he knelt down next to me on the ground, pulling my phone away from my ear to look at the unknown number on it. “Delilah,” He snapped, “What’s going on?”

“I can’t-.” I whispered and swiped at the tears on my face. “I have to go.”

I stood up and my feet worked on autopilot as I pulled myself out of Oliver’s arms and ran for the door. “Delilah,” He called out after me as I ran blindly to the locker room and grabbed my keys and purse. “Let me help you.” He tried again but I shook my head as he tried to block my path.

“You can’t.” I whispered, as a sob broke through my lips, “I have to go.”

“Where’s Fox?” He asked, “What’s going on?”

“Don’t.” I pointed my finger at him, “Don’t get involved.” I pushed past him and ran out the side entrance to the employee parking lot as my brain ran in overdrive.

As I cleared the sidewalk, I saw the telltale bulk of Hammer and his smaller counterpart, Tony. They were hanging out on the curb under the shade of a tree a couple of rows over from where I parked, waiting for me.

They watched me every day while I worked so Fox could get stuff done.

Like find Taz.

But Fox never found the slime ball, and Taz had found my daughter and sister instead.

I ducked and ran behind the rows to my new SUV checking over my shoulder as I got in the driver seat and started up the engine. Neither of them noticed me as I pulled out of my spot without either of them turning my way. Sweat dripped down my spine and my stomach rolled so violently I rolled the window down in case I needed to vomit before I got to Fox’s.

What if he was home?

How was I going to pull it off if he was home?

“Penny!” I cried, punching my fist off the steering wheel over and over again as fear tried to overtake me again.

I had to figure it out though. I took a deep breath and forced myself to slow my heart rate and breathing down as I wiped the tears off my cheeks and pulled into the driveway of his home.

Our home.

Would he forgive me for this?

I opened the garage door and sagged with relief when I saw his motorcycle was gone from his bay as I pulled into mine. The car had barely stopped as I tore out of the seat and ran inside, towards the office Fox said he hardly ever used.

I looked around the room, trying to find the safe Taz told me would be there but I couldn’t see anything obvious.

“Fuck!” I screamed and started pulling paintings away from the walls and moving furniture in an attempt to find it.

I tore the room apart before a table on the wall rattled like something hit the back of it as I slid it down the wall.

“Yes.” I hissed, shoving it even further, revealing a black solid steel safe door behind it.

I fell to my knees in front of it and stared at the electronic keypad as my brain shot random numbers through it like it’d somehow figure it out. “I don’t fucking know what it is!” I screamed and hit the door in frustration as I panicked.

“Fucking focus, D.” I chided myself and took a deep breath.

I put in Fox’s birthdate, cringing when it flashed red at me with a beep.

Denied.

I put mine in, hoping and praying, but it turned red again.

Denied.

“Please, please, please.” I cried, pulling my hair in agony.

I typed in the date of Blaine’s murder, and it blinked red again.

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