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DANTE
“You were right.”
Looking up at Jem as she stalks into my office, I smile. “I know.”
“Don’t you want to know what about?” she asks as I carry on making notes on the marketing report.
“Everything, but if you have something specific you’d like to commend me on, then I’m all ears.”
“Arse,” she mutters under her breath. “My guy found one of the aliases up North. Frances Richardson.”
Now, that is enough to make me give her my undivided attention. I sit back and narrow my eyes. “Where?”
“We don’t have an exact location, but somewhere in the Lake District.”
“How?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“Yes.”
“His sister got careless.”
“Really,” I drawl, intrigued by that piece of information. Sophia is the most guarded person I know when it comes to protecting her brother.
Jem shrugs. “She hired someone using the name Richardson. Poached her from an agency.”
“What kind of agency?”
“Personal Assisting to the elderly and vulnerable.”
I choke back the snort. “Okay. Interesting. So, your guy made the connection how? Richardson is not an uncommon name.”
Again, she shrugs.
“Ah, I see. Not quite a connection rather than a stab in the dark.”
“Do you want the info or not?”
Holding my hand out for it, I accept the file she slaps into it with good grace, “Thank you.”
“That’s better,” Jemima grumbles.
Flicking the file open, I don’t see anything other than what she has already told me. But for all my scepticism, itisa start.
“So, what do we do?” Jem asks when I don’t say anything.
Trouble is, I don’t know what to say. Do I waste resources chasing this lead down, or do I get this PI to keep digging?
“Give me a minute to think this through. I have to make the right choice here, or we could lose days.”
She drums her fingers on the desk impatiently.
Glaring at them, I snap, “I meant alone.”
She raises her eyebrow at my tone but leaves me to think this through. The more I think about the contents of the box, the more I’m connecting the dots all the way back to Sebastian Christchurch. That little shit never got over me taking his place as the head of the South London chapter. It doesn’t surprise me. If things had gone down the way they did, and the shoe was on the other foot, I’d be pissed too. But what he fails to recognise is that it was a mistake. A really bad one, admittedly, but this is where we are and ten years later, some of us are trying to forget it. I guess it’s more complicated for him, though.
He is, without doubt, gunning for Gideon, but the question remains as to his exact motive. He has enough to put us away for a really long time, yet he hasn’t said a word yet. Probably because he doesn’t knowthe Don’sreal identity, which is how Gideon’s father always wanted it. He grew up with a whole-arse other name and it was only on his eighteenth birthday he found out who he really was. I wasn’t supposed to know. I was supposed to go on thinking my best friend was Cole Tomlinson. Gideon put both of our dicks on the chopping block when he told me his real identity. The strange thing is, no matter the bad blood between us, I won’t ever spill the beans. There are some things that are sacred, and even though we are now rivals, only I get to kill him with my bare hands. So, Sebastian coming in here and thinking he is running this show is a big mistake on his part. I won’t hand Gideon to that lunatic. He has another thing coming if he thinks he can use me to find the Don.
