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“Excuse me, sir. I’m going to have to ask you to leave immediately,” Adam said stepping forward. His voice shook but he stood firm.
Of course, Sam’s father ignored him. He stomped up to the front counter also ignoring Jackson’s warning growl to point a long thin finger in Sam’s direction. “I will not have you embarrass me further. Let’s go!”
That made Sam’s feet unfreeze. Everything around him slowed down as Sam peered at his father. The old man in front of him had no control over him any longer. He puffed out his chest. “I’m not going anywhere with you.” Sam was an adult who had been living and working on his own. Fuck, he wished Carson was there. No, he could handle this. He’d get rid of his father before celebrating with Carson later.
Sam’s father snarled. “There is a car out front ready to take you to a camp I have enrolled you in.” He looked Sam up and down with disgust. “You will stop this behavior immediately and become the son I need you to be. Let’s. Go!”
“Please leave,” Sam replied. He might be shaking and having his father in front of him might be flooding him with awful memories, but he would not back down. “Now.”
His father looked older than the last time that Sam had seen him, but he must have had some facial work done as there wasn’t a wrinkle visible in any of his features. He was also thinner, but it was his hands that Sam watched. Those hands that had hurt him many times.
“You don’t tell me what to do, you little shit.” His father reached for him, but Jackson snapped a hand out and caught his father’s wrist.
“Don’t touch him,” Jackson warned, deadly serious. The laughing and joking man was gone and he was a little scary. Probably a good thing he was on Sam’s side.
The two men with his father stepped forward, but Skinner intervened.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Skinner warned.
Caden gasped as the gun in Skinner’s hand appeared suddenly. Sam didn’t know where to look. Having a gun in his shop was terrifying after his last experience but it wasn’t pointed at him at least.
No one moved as Jackson held on to his father’s wrist and Skinner pointed a gun at his father’s head.
Skinner turned his head slightly to the side without taking his gaze off Sam’s father. “Young Caden, why don’t you go into the back and call your…partner?”
Caden glanced at Sam with wide and frightened eyes.
Sam nodded. “Call Lincoln and Carson for me, okay?”
“Okay,” Caden whispered before running into the back.
At least Caden was out of the way. He was probably already calling his Daddy and the reinforcements would be there soon.
“Get your filthy hands off me!” his father demanded.
Jackson snorted. “Trust me, I don’t like handling snakes but do not reach for your son again. You can leave now and not come back.” He tilted his head toward Skinner. “Or my friend and I can remove you from these premises.”
“I should have killed you when I had the chance!” his father spat at him.
“But you didn’t.” Sam had no idea where this bravado came from. He slammed his palms on the counter in front of him. “You couldn’t beat the gay out of me and now it’s too late. The entire world now knows you have a gay son who likes to wear dresses. The cops are already on their way so you should leave and never come back.”
His father took a step back at the wordcopsas one of the men with him grabbed his shoulder.
“This isn’t over! I’ll get you and you’ll be sorry!”
“Actually!” Mickey piped up. “It is over. If you try to contact Sam again or do anything to him, this video that I just took of you threatening him will go to every news station in the country.”
Sam turned his head to see Mickey shaking Adam’s phone as he continued to hide behind Adam.
His father paled as the man closest to Adam and Mickey took one step toward them.
Jackson slid to the side, blocking the man’s path as Skinner turned the gun on the stranger. He might be his father’s security or staff, but he didn’t look like he wanted to tangle with Jackson or Skinner. Sam needed to find out who the hell Jackson and Skinner were and where they came from but as he heard sirens in the distance, that was a problem for later.
“Leave and don’t come back,” Sam told his father. “Or I’ll let them release the video and give an interview on why I ran away and everything you ever did to me.”
Sam was shocked when his father whirled around before pushing out of the shop. He collapsed against the counter as everyone else just stared at each other.
“Good job, buddy,” Jackson said turning to Mickey. “But I’m going to need that phone.” He held out a hand.
