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“Tell that to your father,” I shout, marching right up to him and thrusting my face in his. “He’s the one who’s been using her as a pawn ever since this entire plan was launched. He forced her to marry me.”
“And who the fuck forced you to marry her?” he throws back at me.
I snap my lips shut, glaring. No one forced me. I did it of my own free will. I might’ve been against it at first, but eventually I got over it. Getting to know my future bride helped. My attraction toward her helped as well.
Not that I can admit any of that out loud, in front of her brothers. They don’t want to hear it.
Grant’s nostrils flare as he stares at me, his expression pure intimidation. I’m sure he’s sent many a man scurrying away with their tails tucked between their legs with that look, but fuck it. I’m not scared. I’m not going to back down. He thinks he’s got something to lose here? I do too.
“I don’t think it has anything to do with Constantines versus Morellis and everything to do with her being the one who got away from him,” Finn says, sounding logical as fuck.
We all turn to glare at him, Grant speaking first.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
Finn shoves his hands into his pants’ pockets. “They had a torrid affair in Paris, right?”
I hate hearing the words but damn it—
“Yes,” I bite out.
“And then she found out he was a lying bastard who had a girlfriend. Charlotte was devastated and ran home a disgraced mess. Never to speak to him again. We know she was distraught. After she came back, she was never the same. She was always quiet, but she completely withdrew into herself. Maybe he was upset too. I’ve done a little investigating on this guy. He sort of dropped off the face of the earth after the incident with Charlotte happened.”
I noticed that too, when I tried to dig up information on him. “He went back to Ireland. Where the girlfriend lived. His time in Paris was never supposed to be permanent, from what I could tell.”
“Father had him fired,” Grant admits. “He moved to Paris and took that job on a permanent basis, trust me. He was fired and sent back to Ireland. The girlfriend dumped him soon after. I’m sure he views all the Lancasters as the ones who destroyed his life.”
“What the hell? Who the fuck is this guy? And why did your father have him fired?” I feel like I’m completely in the dark. “Did Charlotte know about this?”
Grant shrugs. “Not sure. And our father had him fired because he ruined Charlotte’s reputation. He might not think—much of our sister, but he would never allow someone to tarnish her image without punishment.”
Unbelievable. No wonder the guy is unhinged. To McKidnapper, she looks like the one who ruined his life completely, even if she’s not solely responsible.
“Well damn. I had no idea.” Finn shrugs, sweeping his assessing gaze around the room. “Want my opinion? Y’all need to focus. We put all four of our heads together, we’re definitely going to find her.”
So easy for him to say.
“Finn, you have no idea what you’re talking about,” Grant says, his tone dismissive. Damn, he gives me serious Winston vibes. “We should call the police. I know a few detectives, have some connections. I could talk to them. Make sure they’d be discreet.”
“No way,” Winston says.
“Not yet,” I agree, glancing over at Winston. “Myron send you that address?”
Winston nods.
I stand up taller, eager to get moving and make this happen. “Let’s go.”
“What the hell? Are you planning to storm Bishop’s Landing?” Grant asks incredulously.
“Well… yeah.” Of course. My wife is in danger. I have to find her.
And beg for her forgiveness after treating her so terribly. I didn’t trust her when I should’ve, and that’s on me.
Finn’s gaze finds mine. “I’m down.”
A weary sigh leaves Grant and he slowly shakes his head. “Fine. Let’s go.”
Chapter Five
