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“What the hell?” Kyle stormed up, creating a scene. So much for the element of surprise.
The guy who now held Siobhan’s camera spun around and swung at Kyle. He clearly hadn’t expected to literally run into a man who was a professional athlete in excellent shape with reflexes to match. Swinging and missing a second time, the guy almost toppled over.
That wild look of a trapped animal blossomed in the eyes of the man still hanging onto Siobhan for dear life.
Chase doubled around Jack, and jumped into the fray in an effort to help Kyle subdue the guy still hanging onto Siobhan’s camera. They looked like a couple of young monkeys hanging onto their mother’s backs. This was not good.
“Let her go.” Jack waved at the two still backing away. Now he could see Eve had circled around, probably from the back of the gallery, and held a wine bottle in her hand. What the hell was she going to do… offer him a drink?
“Not on your life. We want those photos. Now.”
“You can have whatever you want if you’ll let the lady go.” He dared to inch a little closer.
To Jack’s right, Paige was off the phone and easing her way closer to him. From the way she kept one hand on her purse, he knew that could only mean one thing—she was carrying. He blew out a slow deep breath. Just what he needed, stray bullets flying and Siobhan in the middle of it.
So focused on Siobhan and the crazy man still dragging her away, Jack hadn’t noticed where Craig had come from, but the three brothers had the idiot with the camera on the ground, his hands behind his back, manacled with someone’s tie, and Kyle practically sitting on the guy.
When he noticed from the corner of his eye that Paige had barely nodded at her younger sister, he wanted to shout at Paige not to draw and to let him handle it, but there’d been no time. All of a sudden, he saw both Siobhan and Eve barely nod and blink back at her. In seconds, Siobhan lifted her knee, and a three-inch spike heel, something very uncharacteristic for his girl, came crashing down on the idiot’s arch. As she’d probably hoped, the shock of it, or the pain, had him releasing his hold on her. At the same moment, Eve brought the bottle of wine crashing down on his head.
The guy from the photo fell to the ground, writhing in pain, unsure of what aching body part to grab onto.
“Want me to kick him for you?” Eve asked her little sister.
Glaring at the man on the floor, Siobhan shook her head. “Nah, you’d probably break him.”
“You little bi—” Rubbing the back of his head, the man stopped speaking mid sentence.
Jack spotted the same thing the guy had, Paige stood over him, her 9 mm short barrel handgun pointed directly at the stupid man.
“Temper, temper.” Paige’s words dripped with sarcasm. “What would your mother say if she could hear you now?”
With the sound of sirens growing closer, all the man could do was groan and give up the fight.
All Jack could do was hurry to Siobhan’s side. “You okay?”
Nodding at him, she practically fell into his arms. “I think I’m fine.”
“Thank God.” He pulled her tighter against him, and lowering his head, whispered, “I love you, Siobhan Baron, and I do not—ever—want to lose you.”
Her head pulled away from him, and her chin lifted up until their gazes met. “Ditto.”
Siobhan had never been so scared in her entire life. Risk was a common denominator in the Baron family. She’d raced sailboats, driven fast cars, and even swam with sharks, but this guy’s hands wrapped around her was a whole different level of fear. As relieved as she was to see Jack racing out of the gallery to come to her aid, not till she spotted both Eve and Paige did she realize, they could do this.
“Do you remember seeing this man before?” the officer asked, dragging her out of her own thoughts.
“I think he’s the same guy from the park.” She’d already told the other officer the same thing. She didn’t mind answering questions, she just wished they weren’t all the same ones.
His thumb drawing calming swirls on her hand, Jack paused. “I recognized the other guy. They were both from the park that day.”
Scribbling in a little notebook, the officer nodded before glancing up at them. “The guy your brothers tackled, accidentally admitted that they’re the ones who broke into your house looking for the camera.”
“Why do they want my camera?” she asked softly.
“Don’t know.” The officer shrugged. “He realized what he’d said and lawyered up before we could get any more answers, but we’ll get to the bottom of this.”
“Thank you, officer.” Jack extended his hand to the policeman. “Please keep us updated.”
The cop nodded.
