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“You can say she did it without approval,” he said.
“No, I can’t. She was listed as COO with complete control and power so that Seth and I would hold no responsibility, no ties to the company at all. She sold to those fucking idiots!”
His phone rang, and he looked at the ‘no name-no number’ reading. Should he answer it? Something inside him was saying yes. He held a finger to his lips and hit the answer button.
“Spencer Judge,” he said softly.
“Hello, Father.”
“Where are you? Where the fuck are you? I swear to God, Harlow, I will kill you myself.”
“Temper, temper, Daddy. You’ve been fucking up my life long enough. It was time I took control. You were right, by the way.”
“About?”
“I would make an excellent attorney. At least my investigative skills are quite good. I have everything. Everything on you and mother, including the preliminary results on my sister’s body. That’s really going to blow the lid off all of this.”
“Where are the funds from Tennison?” he growled.
“Money. That’s all you’re ever worried about, aren’t you? The money was mine. You made sure of that. I legally, with good conscience, sold all of her technology and assets to G.R.I.P. I know they were a thorn in your side, but they were very helpful to me. Extremely nice people. Maybe you should have tried to be friends with them.”
“Harlow! You’ve fucked everything up! Everything!”
“Everything, Dad? I don’t think so. I didn’t fuck up this investigation. You’re going to jail for a very, very long time. I have no plans of visiting once a month. No files in cakes for you. This won’t be some country club prison. This is going to be a full-blown, maximum-security prison where some guy named Bubba will make you his bitch. I hope he takes photos of that. I want to post them for everyone to see.”
“You have no idea who you’re fucking with, Harlow. If you think those assholes at REAPER can help you, you’re wrong.”
“REAPER doesn’t exist any longer, Dad. I read that in one of your files.”
“They exist,” he snarled. “They might be called something else, but those bastards are still creating boils on my ass. You’ll never be free, Harlow. You’re going to be on the run for the rest of your life.”
“No. I won’t. But you will. See, you’re going to piss off people far more devious, far less forgiving than you think. You’ll be running for the rest of your miserable life. And once you’re behind bars, I will never think of you again. Never.”
She could hear his heavy breathing on the other end of the line. Then he started to laugh. At first it was just a chuckle, then it was full-blown laughter. Harlow stared at the others, frowning at the absurdity of it all.
“You will never escape the thought of me, Harlow. Take this to your death. Yes, Seth raped and beat your sister. And I joined him.” Harlow’s face blanched, swallowing back the bile in her throat. “It was part of our great friendship. We shared everything. Everything! And everyone including Garbo. We had plans of sharing you.”
“You’re sick. You’re sick and disgusting,” she whispered.
“Oh, come on, Harlow. Daddy could have taught you a lot,” he laughed. Nate reached for the phone, but Harlow gripped his hand, shaking her head. Tapping the mute button, she stared at him.
“It’s what he wants. He wants to know who is with me. Don’t give him that. Right now, he’s still unsure of where I am. Let’s keep him guessing. I’m alright.”
“Harlow? Are you there, my little dumpling,” he chuckled.
“I’m not your dumpling. And you will never touch me. Never. I prefer men. Men who are capable of keeping their women happy. Something you’ve failed miserably at given that mother seemed to enjoy Morrison’s company more than yours.”
“Shut up!” he snapped. “You little slut! You’ll regret this, Harlow. You’ll regret all of it.”
“The only thing I regret is being born to you and Mom. I can’t change that, but I will change how this ends. Tennison is gone, and you have nothing. Nothing. If I’m right, federal agents will be swarming your office within the next few minutes. That’s the only warning you get. Goodbye, Spencer.”
She ended the call, turning and falling into Nate’s arms.
“You did so fucking good,” he said, soothing her. His big hands rubbed circles on her back, kissing the top of her head.
“He touched my sister, Nate. My father touched my sister.”
“I heard, honey. It’s awful, and we’ll make sure he pays for that.” Nate looked up to see his mother and grandmother standing at the door. Behind them were the women who would make his wife know she was loved.
