Alek slapped him on the back, then returned to the room. Jakob made his way down the hall. He heard a few whispers but wasn’t sure anyone recognized him. Instead, he assumed it had more to do with being a hospital.
Once outside, he tried calling Lani again but only got her voicemail.
“Love, you’re worrying me. Please let me know if everything is okay. I’m sending the jet back for Mother, and I promised I would stay here until she landed, but she would understand if you needed me.”
He headed to his rental car with a hollow pit in his stomach. He knew everything was probably okay, but something didn’t sit right with him.
Jakob drove down the hallway to Conner Dillon’s office four days later. He ignored the young woman at the desk in the outer office and burst into Conner’s office. He was sitting behind his desk, not looking at all surprised about the intrusion.
“Come on in, Wulf. Good of you to visit.”
“Fuck off. Where is she?”
“I had no idea he was so hot-headed,” a cultured British voice said.
That’s when Jakob noticed a tall, dark-haired man standing by the windows. He wore dress pants, shiny shoes, and a tie with his dress shirt. Jakob would still know he wasn’t local just by the outfit if he hadn’t spoken. He said nothing to the man and turned his attention back to Conner. He was still sitting behind his desk, studying him.
“Mr. Dillon, I’m sorry,” his admin said from behind him.
“Don’t worry, Clarice. I was expecting him. Close the door behind you.”
He said nothing until the door closed. “You were expecting me?”
“Yes. We’ve been keeping an eye on your movements.”
“Where. Is. Lani?” He bit out each word.
“She’s safe.”
He opened his mouth to say something else, but then the words registered. “What do you mean she’s safe?”
“He means that the person who tried to run her down didn’t succeed.” That came from the Brit.
That one sentence had his heart almost stopping.
“Jesus, Mix, don’t be so blunt. He looks like he’s going to pass out.”
“Don’t call me Mix. My name’s?—”
“Ian.”
He glanced at Jakob, then back to his boss. “Someone has been leaking information.”
“Your sister says hi.”
He blinked. “Autumn sent you? How do you know her?”
“He’s going to lead the new show and met with TFH today.” Jakob looked at Dillon, who shrugged. “I told you we werekeeping track of your movements. And I let Autumn know she could tell you. You checked out.”
Jakob had wanted to skip the meeting, but the production company had been adamant. Once the TFH team member told him to talk to Dillon, he finished up as fast as possible and headed to Dillon Security.
“Go back to the fact that she was almost run over. When the fuck did that happen, and why didn’t anyone contact me?”
“We had to check you out. Lani insisted that you would never do anything like that, but I don’t know you personally.”
Their family had hired them for security a time or two, but they did not know each other.
“You’ve only been on the island for twelve hours, so I’m impressed.”