Page 46 of The Chase
It was a miracle Kurt had become the man he had.
Maybe her mom had been right when she’d said Greer probably scared him to his very toes, considering what hehadn’t had.
Her mom had told her to talk with him. To figure this out. For all of them. Somehow.
Well, maybe it was time Greer did exactly that.
Maybe it was time she stopped being such a coward and faced that man head on.
She almost missed the truck coming right at her until it was too late.
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There were halfa dozen trucks that he knew belonged to the Hiller brothers parked in the drive when he pulled in. Kurt had seen them all before.
Great. The one thing he didn’t see was Greer’s little SUV. Just his luck, she wasn’t home.
Well, he would just track her down as soon as he could. He parked behind Gene’s truck and killed the engine.
“Why here?” Bristol asked. “We play again?”
“We are here to talk to Greer, and to eat dinner with her family. You remember Greer?”
“Greer pretty. Play Mari-in.”
“Yes, she is. Like Bristol and Bronte. I don’t know if Mari Lynn is here tonight, though. Calvin probably is.” He unfastened the baby first and slipped her into the carrier. He had learned his lessons with these two early. And it was just easier to carry both girls if one was strapped to his chest.
He’d driven straight home after Yunderhall’s little visit. He’d wanted to see the girls, make certain they were happy and healthy, even though that had just been paranoia having him imagining something happening to them. Yunderhall had aproblem with Kurt…and the Hillers. That had been abundantly clear.
He knocked. The door opened.
Of course it was that cranky asshole Gene. “What do you want? Greer’s not here. Go away—we’re having a family dinner tonight and you aren’t invited.”
“I actuallywasinvited, by Greer and her scariest sister. Where is Greer?” Kurt took a chance and stepped toward the other man—who had his own kid in his arms. Calvin just looked at Kurt and the girls. “I really need to talk to her. To all of you.”
He stepped inside.
“Maybe we don’t want you here,” Gene said. It wasn’t a question. “We can outvote Greer and Gia, you know.”
Someone said his name chidingly from behind him. A woman. There were several possibilities.
“Too bad. Something has happened that your family needs to know abouttoday.But first, where is your sister? Is she safe?”
“What do you mean?” Gene handed the little boy in his arms to the beautiful redhead who’d come up behind them. “What’s going on? Is Greer in trouble?”
“Whereisshe?” He didn’t see her anywhere—just four of her brothers. And they were looking at him like he was about to be toast. There were women everywhere, too. “I really need to talk to her, to all of you.”
“She was at our mother’s this afternoon,” the little pixie one said. “She should be heading home soon, if she isn’t already. What’s this about? And boys—hewasinvited, so…best behavior, understood?”
She glared after she said it. Maybe she was the scary one? It was hard to tell with those beautiful Hiller women sometimes.
He wanted to wait for her but…they needed to know. “Dwayne Yunderhall is in Value. He’s been out for around ten months. Showed up at my office about an hour ago.”
“What did he want?” Gene asked, fury in his tone. “Why weren’t any of us told?”
“How did he make parole?” The twin he thought was Grady asked as he wrapped an arm gingerly around Greer’s little curly haired friend. The guy was sitting up at least. Still didn’t exactly look his best.
He probably couldn’t kick Kurt’s ass tonight, at least. And the others all looked a bit puny now, too. There was that.
