I took in another breath and called Duncan. To my relief, he picked up immediately.
"Hey," I said.
"Riley? Anything wrong?"
Shoot. I knew I didn’t sound like my normal self. But I wasn’t going to hide this. Duncan and I had moved past that, and I knew he’d want to know.
"Yes, um…" My voice shook. "Paula is having some issues with her ex-boss. She asked me to go over to her place and help out. Any chance you could pick up Jeremy?"
"What kind of issues?" he asked.
"He belittled her on the phone, and now he said he's going to drop by her place."
"What the actual fuck? He’s harassing her, that fuc—" he bellowed.
I couldn't believe he was getting so indignant on behalf of my sister, that his protectiveness extended to her as well.
I interrupted him, saying, "I know. That's why I want to be there."
"I'll come too."
"What?" I asked sharply.
"I'll ask one of my brothers to pick up Jeremy.”
"You really don't have to do that." It was one thing to be protective of her, but I didn't want to drag him into this.
"I don’t want the two of you alone with him. I don’t like him one bit."
"Neither do I," I admitted. "I'll meet you there, okay?"
"Do you want me to pick you up?"
"No. It's faster if we both head there."
"Got it."
I was feeling a bit guilty that he was taking off in the middle of the day and that someone else was picking up Jeremy. But I couldn't deny that I was happy he was joining us.
I hurried to my sister's, forgoing public transportation and taking an Uber instead. When I arrived, Duncan's car was already in front of her building. Honestly, he and I needed to have a chat about speed limits. He couldn't have arrived too longago, though, because he was standing in front of the building’s entrance, phone in hand.
"Duncan," I said, hurrying toward him.
He looked up from his phone. "I was about to call you." His mouth was set in a thin line. Frown lines marred his forehead.
"Is everything okay with Jeremy?"
"Yeah. Griffin got him.”
“I'm really sorry?—”
"Riley, you don't have to apologize about anything. Come on, let's go to your sister's apartment. I forgot which unit it was."
"Number 3."
I pressed the button, and the front door buzzed a second later. We hurried inside, going straight to her place. As we approached the door, I heard voices coming from inside.
Damn it!The guy was already here. I'd hoped to arrive before him so my sister could give me more details.