Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 109695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
I grinned. “Yes… I believe that.”
His phone began to ring. He pulled it out, and his brows dipped. “Excuse me.” He strolled down the hall to his room to answer, closing the door so I couldn’t hear his side of the conversation. I knew it wasn’t any of my business, but I couldn’t help wondering who it was.
Still, I was happy that Stone had confided in me. After my vision of him in a war zone, I knew it wasn’t easy for him to talk about his time in the army; but he’d answered my questions without batting an eye.
But now it was back to reality. As good as it felt to have him here, it wasn’t going to last. Being with him the last couple of days had given me a glimpse into his life. Sure, it was more than a little messy, but also a lot more interesting than anything I’d ever known.
Still, once the job was done, he’d be back to working for a mob-boss full time. That alone should be enough to warn me away from him. Of course, didn’t I work for a mob-boss too? Part of me had come alive the last couple of days. If Vanetti asked me to do more work for him in the future, would I?
Yes. Even with all the danger involved, if it meant being with Stone, I’d do it in a heartbeat.
Chapter 19
Stone
Islipped into my room and shut the door, needing some privacy to hear what Patrick, my security man at the Comet Club, had to say. “Hey Patrick, you got something for me?”
“Sure do. Remember that guy you threw out of the club the other night? The one bothering your girl?”
“Yes.” I didn’t correct him about Serenity being my girl. I liked it too much.
“Well, he was back last night, only he was with a woman, and they seemed pretty into each other.”
“Oh yeah? Did you happen to catch them on security?”
“You know it. I’ll send you a photo.”
“Thanks. How long did they stay?”
“They got here about nine and stayed until eleven-thirty or so.”
I shook my head. Serenity was not going to like this, but, since it was recorded, it would help her feel better about her decision. Plus, it could work out for her with her court case. “Do me a favor and take some time-stamped screen shots of them. Text them to me when you’re done.”
“Sure thing.”
We disconnected, and the screen shots came through a minute later. There was no mistaking Brandon, but I’d never seen the woman before. Maybe Serenity knew her?
I stepped out of my room to find Serenity finishing up a piece of toast. “That was Patrick. He runs security at The Comet Club.”
“Oh, right.” Her eyes brightened. “Did he see something?”
“Yeah, but it wasn’t about me. Brandon showed up there last night.”
“At the Comet Club? Was he with his friend again?”
I shook my head. “No. I’m afraid he was with a woman. Patrick sent me some pictures. Want to take a look? Maybe you know her?”
She blinked a couple of times. “What? Are you freaking kidding me? Let me see.” She held out her hand for my phone. I handed it over, and she quickly scanned through the photos, her brows growing tighter with each passing second.
“You know her?”
She shook her head and handed the phone back. “I can’t believe it. This was after he asked me for a second chance? What a conniving bastard.”
“Yeah. I guess he didn’t mean a word he said to you.” I shook my head. “But why the ruse to get back together? And why drag out the divorce, especially if he’s hooked up with someone else?”
She pursed her lips. “I don’t know. It doesn’t make sense. They looked pretty chummy, too. I wonder how long he’s been seeing her?”
“You want me to text you the photos?”
She nodded, her shoulders slumping and her eyes closed. A sudden desire to beat the shit out of Brandon came over me, but I tamped it down. “They’re date and time-stamped, if that helps.”
She took a deep, shuddering breath to get back under control. “Yes. It does. I might need to stop by my lawyer’s office today. I could show these to him. Is that all right?” I nodded, and she continued. “Good. If nothing else, it will help me feel better.”
I hated that he’d hurt her. Brandon was a piece of shit. What was he trying to prove? Was he just a sadistic bastard who got off on hurting Serenity? There had to be more to it. Serenity might not like it, but if I could confront him, I was sure I could beat it out of him. If he showed up at The Comet Club again, I could tell Patrick to let me know, and I’d gladly let him have it.