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“I would have shot him to keep him under control if it came to that. I wasn’t going to kill my brother, Cress,” he defended.
I knew he wouldn’t but I would say whatever I needed to in order for them to know that I was going to be wherever my husband was.
“Well, I still don’t trust you. You made me leave and he needed me.”
“I thought it was easier—”
“For you or me because sure as fuck not for him.”
“He doesn’t trust anyone right now, Cress. Give him some time. At least a few days.”
I quickly shook my head and lifted my chin defiantly. “I can’t do that. He needs to know that I’m in this with him, no matter what. I promised I would be and I’m not breaking my promise.”
Again.
Because I already had when I left earlier…
“Cress…” Christian tried but I shot him a look that had his jaw tight before I turned to Ez.
“Take me to him, nowplease.”
Ez looked past me at Christian who released a sigh of irritation, shook his head, and threw his hand up.
“Not my decision to make. Apparently my opinion doesn’t fucking matter,” he gritted then pushed past me.
I moved to leave behind my brethren when Ez stepped in front of me. His expression seemed wary. “Are you sure about this? He doesn’t trust anybody right now. It could get ugly.”
“I can make him trust me and if not, I can handle whatever happens if he doesn’t.”
It was a lie.
My heart was already breaking from what I knew he believed. How he must have felt—feels—thinking that I betrayed him.
“Come, let’s go. He’s probably out by now. I sedated him. You can wait in the car with him while I make sure none of this is on camera and figure out how much it’s going to cost me to make sure none of the residents saw or heard anything.”
This was a part of the process. That much I understood even if I hadn’t been involved in this side of my family’s business.
Ez was protecting his family and mine even if right now Christian wanted to murder both him and Elias.And probably me too.Ez was doing what needed to be done. My brother would too but that didn’t mean he would be as forgiving about the decisions I was making.
I didn’t care.
I followed Ez out of my apartment to the elevator and into the garage. There was an SUV parked right beyond the doors. Two men stood outside of it as if they were on guard. Guarding my husband. They stepped out of the way when Ez approached the rear passenger door. “How’s he doing?” he asked one of the men.
“Out cold. Been out for a few minutes now.”
Ez nodded and looked at me. “You sure about this?”
“Yes.” I frowned and he pulled the door open. Elias was sitting upright, slumped against the door. His eyes were closed and his face was relaxed. He looked so peaceful. A complete contrast from the murderous man who I had just encountered in my apartment. “Can I?”
“Go ahead. They’ll be here if he comes out of it but he likely won’t. What I gave him will keep him down for at least the next six to eight hours.”
“Why so long?”
“He needs it,” Ez murmured. When I turned to look at him, his eyes were focused on his brother and not me. I could see the strain of his emotions.
“And what about Samson?”
Ez glanced at me, eyes narrowed. “Don’t worry about that.”
