Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
“And we need to find out who and shut it down. If they know who we are and they’ve been stalking her, then they know who she is. Who her father is. I don’t like knowing the security on my property could be compromised.”
Levi was typing on his computer as his father spoke. The familiar tapping of keys came over the line. “No shit,” he replied. “I’m sending a secure message to Wilder now. I don’t trust the phone lines. Don’t say anything else you don’t want heard and recorded on this call.”
Linc’s brows drew together. He didn’t like hearing that his secure line could possibly be tapped into.
“I’m bringing my girls to Ocala. Today,” he told Levi.
“I’ll have Aspen get the guest bedrooms ready.”
“No. I want them at the farm.”
The farm was the Hughes Farm. Even if this fucker could control our security, it would take an army to get him inside the gate at the Hughes Farm. The manpower that stood guard there was intense. They didn’t just rely on their security systems and cameras. But whoever it was didn’t want Linc’s girls. They wanted Montana.
“All right,” Levi replied, “I’ll go see Blaise now. Don’t call me with any new information. Blaise will call you for an update.”
From a burner phone or a line that Wilder set up for him, which would be untraceable.
“What do I tell him you’re doing with the girl?” Levi asked.
Linc looked at her, then at me. “Leaving her where she has been. With Than. But I’ll have the property guarded.”
“Are you telling the governor?”
“No. This is a family issue.”
“All right,” he agreed. “Blaise will get back with you shortly.”
Linc said his goodbye and ended the call.
When he locked his gaze on me, it was stern. “My first concern is getting my girls somewhere that security can’t be breached. You are to take care of her. Stay in the cabin. I’ll set up security detail between the others on the perimeter of the property and send Jayda home. Don’t call me. I’ll call you.”
I nodded while relief flooded me. I didn’t care that Linc was leaving to get his wife and daughter to safety. None of the other stuff mattered. Montana wasn’t being shipped off or handed over to a psycho. That was what I cared about.
Twenty-Four
Montana
I said nothing until we were out of Linc’s house and inside Than’s truck. Once the doors were closed, I turned to him.
“How are you and Linc related?” I asked, already knowing they weren’t. It wasn’t that kind of relationship.
Linc was the boss, and he’d said Bane would be taking his place one day. My choices and decisions had been taken away from me, yet I’d been focused on the way they spoke to each other. Even the man on the phone.
“We aren’t,” Than replied as he started up the truck.
Yeah, already knew that.
“You don’t work for him,” I said. He didn’t respond, so I continued on, “Yet you and Linc are very concerned about Jericho keeping his reputation clean. Why is that?”
Than cut his eyes at me, then back to the road leading us to the cabin.
“You have a stalker, and this is what you want to discuss?”
He was deflecting. There was something he didn’t want me to know.
“Where is Ocala?” I asked then, trying to get this out of him another way.
“Florida.”
“Who is Blaise?”
He didn’t come back with an immediate answer, and I knew I was getting close to the center of this.
“Wealthy horse breeder who lives in Ocala. His family and Linc’s go back for generations. They might as well be related.”
That might be true, but it wasn’t explaining much.
“Who is Levi?”
“Linc’s son.”
“He lives in Ocala?”
Than nodded.
“Why?”
Than sighed. “Because he has lived there his entire life.”
“But Linc is here. Did he used to live there?”
“Yep. What’s with all the questions, Six?”
He was calling me Six again, and I hated it. But I had bigger issues than the insulting nickname he’d decided to stick on me. He hadn’t liked me one minute and made it clear he didn’t think I was attractive, but then he had sure put a lot of energy into stopping me when I tried to leave. I wanted to ask him why he cared so much, but I would wait to ask that.
“Because my life is being controlled by you, by Linc, by men in Ocala that I don’t know. And although you’re not related, he referred to the family more than once in his office. Saying that whoever was leaving the notes was attached to the family. That this makes it a family issue. What family was he referring to? And Jericho is the governor of Mississippi. Why do men in Florida care?”
Than ran his fingers through his hair. Frustration etched in his features. He didn’t like that I was asking any of this, but what did he and Linc think would happen after I sat there and listened to them decide what I was going to do?