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I allowed him to tell me and chuckled. Just as I suspected. “Thanks, Butch. I’ll be in touch.”
“Good news?” Grayson asked.
“Another piece falling into place. Nothing more. Let’s roll.”
At that moment, we both heard a screeching sound, someone applying the brakes as the driver whipped around the corner. After that, an engine was gunned. I knew exactly what was going to happen. In a flash, a dark SUV careened into Spencer, the brutal hit knocking him several feet into the air.
And the driver kept going.
The game had just had a final twist.
I’d put the fear of God into someone.
Now it was time to put an end to the charade.
* * *
Suzannah
End game.
That’s what the love of my life had called it after returning from his morning meeting. Then he’d explained what had happened as well as his beliefs. I wasn’t certain what to believe any longer. What I’d come to realize was that I truly wasn’t the best game player. I didn’t have what other people called a poker face.
However, I could be a damn good actress, which is what I needed to be today. I was also competitive, which meant I refused to allow my father to win a single point in the volley. I considered this a game of tennis. I was certain Kendrick called it something else.
I also suspected that Kendrick was holding back information from me. Or perhaps he wanted me to determine and accept if my father was behind the charade. Maybe he was right in doing so if that was the case. If I wasn’t the one who discovered it, then I’d harbor resentment. Maybe the sexy man knew me after all.
The parking lot of the set of office suites was full. It was just a typical day at the office. One of the few credits I could give my father was that he treated his employees well, the benefits better than most companies. Maybe he did have an ounce of care in his system.
A second car pulled in behind us, another one of Kendrick’s soldiers keeping close eye on everything that was happening. I suspected there were others in the area, just like they’d been surrounding the hotel the night before and when he’d left for his meeting. Today, he was somber, his mind clouded. I’d seen it in his eyes, had felt it in his actions. Something was bugging him tremendously.
I wanted to tell him to join the club.
I’d selected a power dress to wear. Bright red. It screamed of control, which by its nature would threaten my father almost immediately. I even had my fiancé stop at a drug store so I could purchase my favorite and very daring lipstick.
Shocking vixen.
I pursed my lips, glancing over at Kendrick. He’d been lost in thought during the drive, constantly looking at his phone. Whatever Grayson had been ordered to find was the final key as to what was going on.
And who’d tried to kill us.
I still found it difficult to believe my father could stoop so low, but with billions of dollars at stake as well as his solid reputation, I couldn’t put anything past him.
My father’s office was the same one he’d had as long as I could remember, which had been one of the only surprises about the man. Granted, the building had been considered premier when built almost twenty years before and yes, my family owned the entire five acres it was positioned on. However, Dad had refused to change his office, other than purchasing an office chair here and there.
My brother, on the other hand, had acquired and renovated the corner space, taking up three offices. While I hadn’t been to the location in almost four years, the moment I walked in, it was easy to tell everything had been renovated. Gone were the ugly chandeliers in the atrium that had reminded me of being inside a gothic mansion from days gone by. In their place were sparkling lights coming from almost every corner of the ceiling. And the artwork on the walls was fascinating. Avant garde.
It was definitely not my father’s tastes. But it was Steinbeck’s. Or was it?
“Remember,” Kendrick said from beside me, his hand still on the small of my back. “State your demands and don’t let your father rile you.”
“I wonder when you’ll stop underestimating me.”
“Oh, my sweet. That stopped somewhere at thirty thousand feet. However, your father has an entire empire to lose.”
That he did. Maybe I was still numb inside after hearing the person he’d met with had been involved in a hit and run.
And the SUV had won the round.
