Page 30 of No Fear
Love. Acceptance. Peace.
It was everything he’d wanted but he should have known it wouldn’t come easy. Nothing came easy in his life. From the little he knew, nothing had ever come easy for Rachel either. But they had a chance at something better, together, and he’d meant what he said when he told her that he was done running. They would get through this together, all of them.
“It’s her brother.” He sat back upright in time to see Colt’s head tilt with confusion.
“Rachel has a brother?”
“My thoughts exactly.” He snorted, partly relieved he hadn’t been the only one in the dark about that, “Half-brother. His name is Craig but the best part is, you probably know him.”
“How would I know Rachel’s brother but not know he’s Rachel’s brother?”
“Because he’s part of Lincoln’s crew.”
Colt’s eyes went wide, “Seriously? I had no idea she had a brother let alone that he was connected to the family.”
“Yeah, I met the asshole last night after the fight. He’s a real piece of work. Cursed and threatened me for touching his precious little sister.” He shook his head when Colt smirked, “No, that’s the thing. It wasn’t a protective brother thing. He doesn’t give a shit about Rachel. He threatened her too.”
“What? Why?”
“No idea. He scared the hell out of her and she was barely functional by the time I got her out of there. I had to carry her because she couldn’t walk. She went full radio silence and whenever I’ve asked about him since, she shuts down. All she’ll say is that he scares her and she doesn’t want to go home.”
Colt scratched his head, “Hold up a second, you ran into the brother after your fight… with Rachel? She was there? At the barn?”
He nodded and Colt shot to his feet.
“What the hell was she doing there in the first place? That’s no place for a girl like her. She doesn’t even like when more than one guy goes into the salon at the same time. Hell!Istill scare her and I’m about as laid-back as the Bomars come.”
“Apparently she was looking for me.”
“At the barn, on a fight night?”
“Yep.”
Colt stopped pacing and turned back to face him, “Well if that doesn’t prove just how scared she was, I don’t know what does.”
“The damn revolver maybe.”
“Don’t even get me started on that.” Colt growled, “And before you ask, no I didn’t leave it over there for her or Skylar to accidentally shoot themselves with it. It’s locked up in my office.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me. Tell me what the hell we can do keep our girls safe.”
Remy felt that spot in his chest warm at the way Colt said it.Our girls. Skylar and Rachel. There was no warning, no fight, no promise to kill him if he hurt Rachel. His brother had simply accepted that she was his and that they would protect her just as they protected Jemma and Skylar.
“Well…” He pushed to his feet so they were on equal footing, “As much as I hate to admit it, Rachel’s not going to tell me what’s going on with her brother. Not yet. I’ve given her every chance and I won’t push her if she isn’t ready to trust me with that truth.”
“Okay…”
“So we need to get information on the guy from another source.”
Colt groaned, “I think I see where you’re going with this.”
“He’s part of Link’s crew. If anyone knows what his deal is it would be Lincoln don’t you think?”
“You really want to call him in on this?” Colt hedged.
“Hell no. I’m still so angry with him over the way he handled things with you that I can barely be in the same room with him. Then, last night, he made a play for Rachel so the idea of putting my hand through his face is more appealing than ever.”
