Page 8 of Receiving His Mercy
If he did anything to hurt his cousin, he was a dead man. Instead of looking annoyed or angry, Gray just nodded in understanding.
He got what Travis was laying down.
Gray led Lacey away so they could talk to some other people who had arrived at the wedding dinner rehearsal.
Christ. He still didn’t get the point of all this.
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“What the fuck is the point of all of this?” a voice grumbled from behind him.
“Hunter, shh, someone will hear you.”
“Well, that’s generally the point of me talking. So that someone will hear me,” Hunter said.
“Really?” Travis said, turning. “I thought it was just to hear the sound of your own voice.”
“Who invited you?” Hunter demanded.
Hunter was the co-owner of Black-Gray Investigations with Gray. It was a security firm that mainly took domestic jobs.
Unlike his own security firm, Raptor Inc. which took on mostly overseas jobs.
Cady rolled her eyes as she stood next to her huge husband. “Are the two of you ever going to grow up and get along?”
“Grow up?” Hunter said, staring down at her with a raised eyebrow. “I can assure you that I’m all grown up. Do you need a demonstration?”
“Um, nope.” Cady shook her head. “I’m going to go talk to Simon and Sasha. Behave. You both love the people getting married.”
Hunter huffed. “Love is a strong word. I tolerate Gray.”
“I’m not sure how he tolerates you,” Travis replied as Cady slipped away from them. His gaze remained on her as she moved away.
“This marriage doesn’t mean we’re related,” Hunter said to him as they stood side-by-side, studying the guests.
“Well, obviously, unless there is something about your relationship with Gray that you want to make clear.”
Hunter let out a bark of laughter. “It’s good to see you again, man.” He whacked him on the back and walked away.
What the fuck was that? Why hadn’t he bitten back? Hunter always bit back.
This was a trap, he could sense it.
Hunter operated a rival security firm. He was the enemy in Travis’s mind.
Sure, they co-operated sometimes. But that was the beside the point. He and Hunter were never pleased to see each other. What was going on?
“What the fuck was that?” Jace asked as he walked up to him. He was the biggest of all his brothers.
“I don’t know. I’m suspicious. He seemed almost . . . happy to see me.” He felt sick.
“Well, that can’t be right,” Clay joked as he walked up on his other side.
“Hey! A lot of people are happy to see me!” he protested.
“Like who?” Tyler asked as he appeared.
“Where the hell have you all been hiding?” he grumbled at his brothers. “What were you doing? Lurking in the shadows and watching me?”
