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He’s smart about some of the tech because it keeps me from hacking his cameras, but I have drones for that. My small stealthy bird drones are out on his property. Uncle Boomer loves that tech. It has become his favorite toy I’ve created. It’s one of my hobbies.
Within hours, we know where everyone in his family is and where the old bastard is located. He thought he could run after learning my fiancée was safe. Tomorrow his credit cards won’t work, then his belongings will be repossessed—day by day, he will lose everything. Only when he’s at his lowest will I put my blade through his heart while I stare him in the eyes and let him know why.
I return to my in-laws with Kyros, and take my beautiful woman by the hand. “Are you ready to go home?”
She tilts her head and her pretty lips part. “I thought you said we are going to Steeleville.”
“We are, but we need to pack, and I need some time alone with you. Does that bother you?”
“No, of course not, Miles.” She turns her killer sunshine smile on me, making my heart quicken and my length grow.
“Good, I just need to hold you.” We leave her family for the time being. I need her all to myself. Kyros holds the door open to my vehicle and drives us back so I have a chance to cradle my wife. “I love you so much, Elsa. I need you to know that. I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
“I know that.” I rub her cheek, hating that she has purple bruise on her soft skin. I’m so damn pissed that I want to bring Brodsky back to life and kill him again. She flinches and that hurts.
“I don’t want you to ever be afraid of me.”
She takes my hand and places it back on her face. “I’m not. I swear, Miles. You’re my peace.” I close my eyes and press my forehead to hers. “Honestly, I was worried about the touching thing, but I’m not anymore.” I fiercely kiss her lips, but then I remember the bruising. It doesn’t seem to bother her as much as before, but now that the adrenaline’s worn off, it’s a little rough.
She groans, so I back off. “I’m sorry, love.”
“I’m not. I need your kisses. The pain only reminds me that I’m alive.”
“I’ve got something else to show you how alive you are,” I growl. She giggles when I lift her onto my lap, letting her feel my stiffness.
“Please. I need you, Miles.” As soon as we get inside, I take her to our room where we shower off the day and make slow, passionate love. The way I devour every inch of her, she should have no doubts left about my love or desire.
By morning, we move our entire family down to Steeleville where they will be completely safe.
****
The next week had been nothing but planning for our wedding while the Vegas world learned that Novak suddenly took his own life.
It’s the strangest thing. Reports believe it’s because he was going bankrupt, but others believe it was because he was diagnosed with an uncurable cancer and wanted to take the easyout. No one questioned his death when the news was so abysmal, and he’d lost so much money online gambling. Who knew the man had an addiction to sports betting that went back a decade? I did, since I made it up with actual receipts. It’s amazing what you can do when you use your gifts for revenge.
Of course, I also planted the fake cancer report for good measure.
In reality, it’s quite a different story.
Four days ago…
“It’s good of you to see me,” I say, entering his property unannounced and unseen. “Don’t bother hitting that button. It doesn’t work.” I can see his hand under the desk where his emergency switch is located. It’s really entertaining to see the color drain from a man’s face when he realizes that he’s face-to-face with the man he betrayed.
“What do you want?” he stammers.
“You tried to kill my woman.” I remain calm and collected when I want to snap his neck.
He throws up his hands and shakes his head. “I didn’t do anything. It was all Jacob Brodsky,” he exclaimed, trying to save himself, but nothing could do that now.
“Yes, who happens to be your illegitimate child.”
“How did you come to that realization?” After Elsa said she’d seen Novak at school, I wondered why he was there on occasion, I checked the student roster. His son graduated three years before Elsa did, so it didn’t take long before I found out which kid he went to see.
“I’ve got the right people, and besides, after looking at that fucker, it was obvious he has your fucking crooked-ass nose. To think I assumed it was broken in a fight. You’re just one ugly son of a bitch.”
“Yeah, you sent him after her all those years ago, and now he’s paid the price.” From the look in his cold, beady eyes, he couldn’t deny it if he tried. “Did you think we wouldn’t find out?”
Forgoing the denials, he shrugs and says, “It took you so long to figure out he was related.”
