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“You put a tracker on me? When?” Anger clawed for prominence amid the many emotions swirling in my brain. I was pretty sure illegally tracking someone was against the law.
“I didn’t. Miguel did.”
“He… slipped it on when we met in the bathroom, didn’t he?”
Again, Miguel nodded.
I gasped at Deacon. “You knew Rhia was after me.”
“I had a suspicion.”
Miguel opened the car door and Deacon gently situated me inside. My back melted against the leather seats. Strangely, transferring to this more luxurious and gentle environment made my body ache even more.
I waited until Miguel and Deacon entered the car to speak since the conversation took my mind off the pain. “How long was Miguel spying on me?”
“Since the day you stayed behind with your parents at the hospital,” he said.
I was too tired to argue or to freak out.
“It’s my fault, Angel.” Deacon slammed his fist against the steering wheel. “I should have known.”
“That Peter and Rhia were psychos? Yeah, how did you figure that out?”
“Rasheed showed me the security footage from the day you rescued Reid. I spotted Peter in the crowd hours before he supposedly met his wife at the hospital. I sent Miguel a warning. He was supposed to take you back to San Pedro, but by then it was too late.”
We had so much to talk about, but I was glad to be alive and I didn’t want to think about much else.
“We’re going home now,” Deacon said as if he could read my exhaustion. “We’ll catch the last flight back.”
True to his word, Deacon drove straight to the airport. We almost missed the flight, but he managed to smooth talk the pilot.
I slept the entire way.
When I felt someone shaking my shoulders, I startled and realized we’d landed in San Pedro. My wrists were practically screaming in pain and it was hard to move.
Deacon helped me off the plane and guided me to the parking lot where Rasheed had the golf cart. Reid was sitting up front with him in a baby seat.
The moment the little boy saw his father, he jumped to the sidewalk and took off. Deacon picked up his son and swung him high.
I watched their reunion with mixed feelings.
How could a man that devoted to his son kill others for a living?
Rasheed touched my shoulder. “I’m glad you’re okay. Boss was worried when he ran out earlier.”
“Thanks.”
Rasheed nodded and then turned to Deacon. “The boat’s at the marina. You all should head out before it gets any darker.”
“Ready to go home, Reid?” Deacon bounced the baby and earned happy laughter.
I stared at them, my confusion mounting. This picture… it just didn’t match up. Who should I trust? The Deacon who was wholly devoted his son? Or the Deacon that told me to close my eyes while he shot a man in cold blood?
“Angel?”
I spun and found all the guys staring at me from their perch in the golf cart.
Deacon’s eyes were dark and unreadable in the dusk. “Are you getting on?”
