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“The roommate, Tia Andrews, was the college roommate to Ava Romano. Tia is an actress who made a name for herself when she starred in that action flick,Jailbreak. The girls attended a party given by Boris Petrovitch two weeks after the movie released. Two days later, Tia was on a flight to West Virginia and Ava was missing. The penthouse is in Tia’s dead mother’s name. Tia rarely leaves the apartment. She has no cellphone that I could find. She spends her days helping Tessa with York.”
“How is she paying the bills?”
“That’s where things get interesting. Tia owns the penthouse outright. However, some marketing firm in England pays the bills. Her bank account is empty, but she spends money like it’s going out of style. The girl has a serious online shopping addiction.”
“What about Tessa?”
“I asked Pippen to do some digging, and he is following a lead. Romano was right. Someone is blacklisting Tess. Every hospital in the city flat out refuses to hire her. Tessa only has a few hundred in the bank. What money she makes goes straight to paying her mother’s medical bills and what’s left goes into her savings. It’s not much, Montana. Her mother didn’t leave her anything. Just a bunch of mementos and an enormous pile of bills. The bank took the trailer and the car. Basically, Tessa is broke.”
“Pay the medical shit. What about the other stuff?”
“After leaving you, Tessa enrolled in a state school to finish her residency program while taking care of her mother. She received a fellowship to Charleston Memorial, in West Virginia right before her mother died, but passed it up to move here. Honestly, Montana, there was no reason for Tessa to move back here. She could have stayed in West Virginia, and you’d never know about York.”
“Then why did she move back here?”
“My opinion. Because she didn’t have any other choice. The bank took everything. With the mounting medical bills, Tessa was homeless. Living with Tia and Barney giving her a job allowed Tessa to find some balance.”
“I want Pippen working twenty-four-seven on who blacklisted Tessa. When he finds the fucker, let me know. Also, have August meet us at the club when we arrive. I want verification that York is mine. Though, I don’t think I need it. But rules are rules.”
“What are you going to do about Tess?” Happy asked, concerned. I knew the old bastard liked Tessa. Had a soft spot for her. Hell, all my brothers loved Tessa, even Malice, and that fucker didn’t like anyone.
“She knew the rules and broke them.”
“Montana,” he cautiously said. “Her mother was dying. You can’t blame her for leaving.”
“No, I can’t but I can punish her for keeping my son from me,” I stated firmly, getting to my feet. “If we are done, I will see you all at the clubhouse after I meet my son.”
“No. Absolutely not!”
Ignoring the irate mother of my child, I sat in a rocker holding York as he tried to eat his hand as if it were a five-course meal. Seeing him in person, I knew without a doubt he was my son. He had my black hair and piercing steel-gray eyes. Poor kid was going to have to fight the ladies off with a bat when he got older.
My boy was a stout little fucker.
Strong too.
“I mean it, Montana. You are not taking my son out of this penthouse!”
“Our son,” I growled, smiling as York slapped air in front of me. Fuck me, he was a cute little bugger. Who knew I could make a kid like this? I sure as hell didn’t. Holding him up in front of me, his little legs kicked wildly. Leaning forward, I smiled at him and said, “York, tell your mother she can either get with the program or I will make her life a living hell.”
My son gurgled happily.
Looking at Tessa, I narrowed my eyes. “You heard him. Pack.”
When my woman refused to move, I sighed. Reaching for my phone, I made a call. “Happy, gather the Retirement Rejects. Get them over to Tessa’s place and pack up York’s stuff.”
“Got it. Packing crew. On our way.”
Disconnecting the call, I put my phone in my back pocket and stood with York in my arms. “Let’s go.”
“Go where?”
Saying nothing, I walked right past her and into the living room, where I saw Mercy and Payne talking with Tia Andrews. When three sets of eyes landed on mine, I stated, “Headed to the clubhouse. Take her to Romano. When you’re done, meet me at the house.”
“Got it,” Mercy said, before turning back to the woman on the couch.
“Damn it, Montana. You can’t just come in here and take over!”
“Watch me,” I replied, heading for the front door. “Move your ass because I’m not waiting for you.”
