Total pages in book: 213
Estimated words: 202770 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1014(@200wpm)___ 811(@250wpm)___ 676(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 202770 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1014(@200wpm)___ 811(@250wpm)___ 676(@300wpm)
Jax pulls me close but he doesn’t ask questions. The man just seems to get me. Now is not the time for me to talk. I just want on a plane. He grabs his phone and makes a call. “Now. Yes. Now.” He hangs up. “I had my pilot on standby.”
I nod, thankful, and taken by this man in a new way. He has a private plane and yet, he doesn’t flaunt his money. He doesn’t act like he’s better than everyone else. He has power. He has money. He uses both as needed, but I’m also reminded of him telling me that he knew how to use money to hurt his enemies. What if this folder makes me or my brother an enemy? I can’t show it to him now. I can’t look at it now. I won’t. No matter how much it kills me. I won’t look at it until I’m alone.
Jax
We arrive at the airport forty-five minutes after we enter the SUV thanks to traffic. I don’t know what she found out, what she’s running from, but I know enough after my meeting with Blake Walker to take some guesses. Exactly why I don’t push her to talk. I don’t give her a reason to run from me like she ran from whatever happened in that office. But damn it, that talk with Blake burned a hole in my belly while I was standing there with York. I wanted to punch the bastard but that would’ve landed me in court, which would’ve given him control he’ll never have. He just doesn’t know it yet.
The SUV pulls onto the tarmac, next to the plane and I help Emma out of the SUV. “Oh God. What about our bags?”
“Savage is bringing them. He’s coming with us. A team of his men are following for the weekend event.”
She doesn’t ask how any of that came together. She just nods and I grab her hand, leading her to the steps of the plane. Once we’re inside we head to the back and settle in two leather seats. “I need to talk to the pilot,” I say. “I’ll be back in about ten minutes.” I pull her close and kiss her. “I’m glad you’re here.”
“Me, too,” she whispers.
I leave her there as she settles into her seat, and spend exactly what I’d said, ten minutes, coordinating the flight and Savage’s arrival. I return to Emma to find her looking inside a folder that looks like the one from the hotel, but it can’t be. Savage has that folder with her luggage. No, this is whatever she ran with, what I want to ask about but my gut said to wait.
I sit down next to her and she shoves everything back inside and hands it to me. “What is this?”
“Surveillance of me, you, your brothers, and Marion. My brother said it was my father’s file, but a few of those shots of me are recent. I’d say that’s proof that something bad went down, Jax. I’m not sure why I’m included.” She looks at me. “I don’t know why. I swear. I’m not involved.”
Why the hell were any of us under surveillance? “I believe you. We’ll figure it out.”
“I know we will. I’m just afraid of what that means right now.”
Savage walks in and gives us a salute from the front of the plane. Emma grabs my arm. “Get the journal and that folder. We need to know what this is, Jax. If you can figure it out from what I have, figure it out. Make this end.”
I look down at the folder in my hand and thumb through the shots of me that date back to before my brother died. “I’ll grab them from your suitcase,” I say looking at her. “We’ll talk it out in the air.” I hand her back the folder and stand up, walking toward Savage, tension radiating through me. What the hell are we in the middle of and where does Emma fit? Besides with me, because she does. Emma belongs with me.
“Where’s Emma’s bag?” I ask, joining Savage.
He motions to the overhead. “I need it,” I say, grabbing it from above myself.
I open the case, and pull out the journal and the file, Emma’s silk gown right on top of the case, and the idea of Savage seeing that doesn’t sit well. The idea of York’s hands on her body, slices like a blade. He will not get close to her again and the many ways I’m going to ensure that will be fast and furious.
I zip the case up and leave Savage behind, rejoining Emma and placing the items in my hand in the seat pocket beside me. I sit down next to her. “We’re taking off in a few minutes. They’re bringing us lunch. Sandwiches for now.”