Page 114 of The Saviors: Part One
“I should be able to.” He gets up and grabs his laptop. He plugs it into my computer and loads a program before sitting back down. His phone rings, and he answers it, flipping it to speakerphone. “Hello?”
“Hey,” Axel’s voice filters through the line. “Did you find anything?”
“Someone overrode her system around one-thirty this morning. It all goes black for about ten minutes and then comes back online.”
“Can you backtrack it?”
“Yeah. I’m working on it now.”
“Cupcake?” Axel says softly. “Are you okay?”
A lie is on the tip of my tongue, but I know he’ll just call me on it. “No.” I take a deep breath. “But tell me what’s going on.”
“Chels—”
“Please be straight with me. I’m not going to fall apart.”
Axel sighs. “Someone tried to cut through the gate, but this shit is thick as hell. I don’t know if they tried to climb it and failed or if something spooked them. The cameras weren’t tampered with, so someone was controlling them remotely.”
“Is this Charlie?” Nolan asks.
“Honestly? I don’t think so. This isn’t his style.”
“Then who?” I wonder.
“You want my honest answer?”
“Yes.”
“Your ex.”
I shake my head even though he can’t see me. “He hasn’t messed with me since I left. Why start now?”
“Because you moved on,” Nolan answers quietly. “That’s what he’s been waiting on.”
“I agree with Nolan, Cupcake. I think the shooting and this all leads back to Brady. He’s hired a bunch of amateurs to do his dirty work.”
“Amateurs didn’t shut my security down, Axel,” I say much harsher than I mean to.
“I know,” he replies easily. “I mean the people he’s actually sending out to come after you. Money can buy this type of equipment, though. You just have to find the right people to buy it from.”
“What do we do now?”
“We let Nolan do what he does best. Hopefully, he can get the footage back and track it to whoever did this.”
“Am I safe here?” I have no idea where else I would go besides far away from here. I’ve lived with a false sense of security, thinking I was untouchable.
“Gorgeous,” Sean says softly. “We will keep you safe. Let us do what we do best. We’ll be back up to the house soon. I love you.”
“I love you too.” Nolan disconnects the call and gives me a small smile.
“I don’t know what’s going through your head right now, but I know we’ll do everything we can to protect you.”
He goes back to typing, leaving me to stare at his profile. I’m not sure how to handle the information that Brady might be behind this. I’ve had no contact with him for years. Could Nolan be right that he waited until I moved on to come after me? If any of them suspect it’s really him, I won’t be able to stop them from going after him.
“If I give you a number, can you track the location?” I ask Nolan.
“Yeah, for sure.”
