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What exactly was I asking?

Until this moment, I hadn’t known I was capable of wanting someone dead. I certainly wished Father would disappear . . . but that was different than this.

Donnie Logan was a hardened criminal who had no boundaries. His children were a means to an end of getting what he wanted. What that was, I didn’t know.

I’d just make sure he didn’t get it. Especially after seeing the enormous pain Lexie had been in as she’d held her brother. Calmed him down, even though it was clear her head was in agony. She should be resting. Not dealing with this nonsense her father pulled.

“What happened?”

I laid out the scene from earlier in concise, measured sentences. As I replayed the event and the effect it’d had on Lexie and Eric, my rage boiled to a dangerous level all over again.

“I can’t allow him to terrorize them any longer.” I sank down on the courtside bench. “The rule of law has failed them. I won’t.”

“Just ignore him.”

My brows shot up. Daniel was not a man who “just ignored” anything.

“That’s your solution?”

“You’re upset. Once you’ve calmed, you’ll see I’m right.” His tone was even. I wanted him to sympathize. To be angry alongwithme.

“I don’t—”

“Have a meal with them. Play cards or go for a walk.” He was casual, yet firm.

“Since when are you a therapist?” I hated his solution. It did nothing to solve the problem.

Donnie would still be out there, ready to blindside Lexie at any moment. She needed security, but I didn’t trust anyone else to do it. I’d have to watch over them myself.

“You’ll thank me later.”

He hung up. Disappointment flooded me. That was not how the conversation was supposed to go. I thought Daniel would be supportive of my quest to take Donnie Logan down for good.

I rubbed the side of my neck.

There was another option.

Was I that desperate again?

Last time I’d asked for my father’s help, I wasn’t certain he’d actually done anything other than bank something I’d owe him later.

This went deeper.

This I’d pay for likely until one of us died. If he did first, I’d probably keep paying.

Daniel was right.

I wanted Lexie and Eric’s father behind bars tonight, but if I could think more rationally, I’d find another way besides my father.

I was no less calm when I entered the apartment than I was when I’d left.

“Lincoln?” Lexie padded toward me, phone in hand. “It’s for you.”

I accepted. Who would contact me on her phone?

“Yes.”

“You’re under investigation. Think before you speak on your phone or in your apartment.” Daniel’s gruff voice fired down the line before it went dead.

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