Page 42 of Trusting Quin


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Raising an eyebrow, I look at him in shock. “Did you just stomp your foot?”

Red’s face turns a bright shade of pink and he flops on the sofa, putting his head in his hands. “Oh, God, that was fucking dramatic. I’m sorry, Daddy,” he says through his fingers and I chuckle, glad the tension is broken.

Sliding over to him, I grab his hands and pull them from his face. “A bit, but it’s okay. I get it.” Getting more serious, I pull him into my lap and Red wraps his arms around my neck. “I’m not going to have a conversation with him. Do you understand?” Red nods slowly. “This won’t be a situation where I find him and turn him over to the police. I plan to put a bullet in his brain.” Red’s face pales, but he keeps my gaze. “Tell me you understand that and you can handle that. I need you to know I won’t feel bad about killing either one of these pieces of shit. I need you to understand there’s no talking me out of it. They will die and I will kill them.Do you understand?”

I need to keep asking and I need to get a clear answer. I won’t lie or sugarcoat anything for Red. He’s been through some shit, so I know he’s tough. But this is different. Not everyone can kill. Not everyone is okay knowing they’re responsible for someone’s death, even if by someone else’s hand. I am Red’s executioner, even if he didn’t ask for that. I am his huntsman. I will find and kill anyone who makes my boy feel unsafe.

Dragging in an unsteady breath, Red nods. His bottom lip trembles, but he doesn’t let the tears fall. “I wasn’t supposed to go.” I raise an eyebrow and he keeps talking. “When I took the few dates with Cara, I would only go on dates with people with kind eyes.” Red leans in and gives me a soft kiss that wakes something up inside me, but now isn’t the time. “Like when I saw your photo. I knew you weren’t a bad man.”

“Debatable,” I quip and Red smirks.

“Maybe,” he says with grin. “But you’ve proven I was right. You have kind eyes. But with Andler,” he shivers when he says his name, “his eyes burned with evil. Even when he pretended otherwise. But I didn’t see his photo. I didn’t wait for Cara to send it across before I accepted the date. I really needed the money. I keep wishing I’d never taken it, but if I hadn’t those survivors would probably still be stuck in that wretched warehouse, being abused and mistreated. I owe it to them to see this through to the end. I understand what you’re saying and I want to see. I want to be there. I want to watch.”

Not real sure about that last part, but I won’t tell him that right now. “Have you seen a man die before, Red?”

“No, but they’re not men. They’re demons and I can watch them take their last breaths.”

My boy is tough as fuck. When I caught my first body, I felt a sense of unease, but I had years of training to help me get over that feeling. After that, it was easier and now I feel nothing. Red isn’t like me. He won’t be able to shake it off as easily. But I’m willing to give him what he wants with Tom. We’ll reassess for Andler.

“How did you find him?” Red asks, eyes still wide and his face still pale.

“Updated program I used in the Marines. It’s able to find anyone using different aspects of facial recognition. The shape of their face, along with how certain features measure against each other. Short of getting plastic surgery, it can find anyone regardless of if they’re disguised or not. Thomas tried to disguise himself, but the program got him anyway. He’s in Vancouver, so if you’re coming, you need to go pack. We’ll be there a few days.”

Nodding, Red slowly walks to the room to get ready. I always have a go bag packed just in case I have to move fast.

Pulling out my phone, I call Michael and Savage on FaceTime. When they both answer, I’m sure they can read the look on my face. Savage is the first to speak. “Where you headed?”

“Vancouver.”

“Need the jet?”

“Yep.”

“Need me to come?” Michael asks.

“No, Red is coming with me.” Silence. Michael looks shocked, but Savage has a slight smirk on his face. “He asked to.” Laughing, I amend my statement. “No, hedemanded.Accompanied with a foot stomp.”

Red walks from the room with a shirt in his hands. “Daddy, can you please not tell anyone else that? It’s embarrassing.”

“I promise, baby boy.” He gives me a look of disbelief but nods and goes back to packing.

I turn my attention back to my friends. Michael runs a hand through his lush blond waves and smirks. “Well, can’t say you and Savage didn’t pick some tough men. If you need me, call me and I’ll be there.”

“Same,” Savage says, but is cut off by Abel.

“I’m coming too!” His face pops into the screen and Savage laughs, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I know it’s not a vacation and shit, but I can be there for support. I’m a good supporter.”

“You are, my beauty.”

Red comes back into the room with an overnight bag packed and sits beside me. “Thanks Abel,” he says, smiling at him.

“You two be safe,” Abel responds more seriously. “Call when you land and when you’re … done. Please.”

We agree and I hang up, pulling Red close to me. “You sure you want to come?”

Nodding vigorously, he adds, “And watch. I get to see.”

“Red, this isn’t like the movies. It will be bloody and it might affect you negatively. I don’t want that for you. So you can come but stay in the hotel room and I’ll let you know when it’s finished.”

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