Dad laughs. “No, that weasel ran as soon as the men rolled up.”
I look to the floor, I’m mad as hell, Dad was right, she has been helping him. I’m angry that she’s the reason my wife has been in so much fucking pain. She’s the reason why my dad lost the love of his life.
“Son,” Dad chokes and I glance at him, his eyes glassy. “There’s something that doesn’t make sense. When Tina was shot, so was your mom, why would she go back to him when he shot her?”
I have no fucking idea. “I’m going to find out. Who’s watching her?”
He takes a seat. “Aaron, David, and Rory. I’ve got Mia, go find out what the fuck is going on.”
I should grab my keys and go, but I hesitate, there’s something in my gut that’s telling me not to leave.
Dad must sense my hesitance. “Son, I’ve got her, there’s no way I’d let anything happen to her. She’s safe with me.”
“I know that. You’re one of the very few that I trust to keep her safe. My gut’s screaming.” I admit feeling like an asshole leaving her but right now, I have to find out this shit.
“Your gut is never wrong.” He tells me as he takes out his cell. “Get three of your men here.” His cell buzzes. “Coby’s still in town, he’ll be here in ten.”
Relief washes through me, at least she’ll be protected if anything does happen. “Thanks. Call Jagger, get his ass here too.” I pull out my cell and text Dylan, Roland, and Cormac. Those men have shown their loyalty and I somewhat trust them. I tell them they have fifteen minutes to get here. I don’t give a fuck what they’re doing, they’ll drop everything or I’ll drop them.
“Jagger’s on his way, he’ll be here in a few minutes,” Dad tells me, “Are you going to wake Mia and let her know that you’re leaving?”
“Yeah, Dylan, Roland, and Cormac should be here within fifteen minutes. Once they’re here I’m leaving. I’m going to find out what the fuck is going on and then get back here.” I’m hoping this shit will be over within an hour.
“Son, we have her covered. Find out this shit and we can end it.”
I turn on my heel and walk out of the sitting room and into our bedroom. Mia’s sitting up in bed, her gaze firmly on me. “They’ve found your mom.”
I nod. “The men are on their way, I want to make sure you’re safe while I’m gone.”
“Can I come with you?” she whispers.
I walk toward her. “No Mia, I need you to stay here.” I’m about to turn into a monster and she doesn’t need to see that shit, she doesn’t need to be in that situation. She’s safest here. I sit down on the bed beside her. “Dad’s here, Coby and Jagger are on their way.”
She glances away from me, she’s not happy at all. “Okay.”
“Mia, I need you safe and that’s you being here.”
She turns back to face me. “I know,” she confesses quietly, “I’m scared, Hudson, I can’t lose you.” Tears fall down her face.
Fuck, I pull her closer to me. “Princess, I’m going to be okay. I’m just going to have a conversation with my mom and then I’m coming home.”
She nods. “Be safe.”
“Always.” I kiss her lips. “Are you going back to sleep?”
She frowns. “No, I’m going to get dressed and sit with your dad.”
I hide my smile, she’s about to make my dad’s night. I know that when those two are together they talk about Tina. It’s her way of being close to her mom. I never thought my dad would be this involved in my life, but things have changed, he has changed. The way he treats my wife, he’s turned into a man I respect.
I wait with her while she gets dressed. “Mia, if anything happens tonight. I need you to go into my office and lock yourself in there.”
Her eyes widen but she nods immediately. “I will, I promise.”
“In the top drawer is a gun, there’s also a knife tapped under the desk.”
“Hudson,” she whispers, her entire body shaking.
“Mia, listen to me. If anything happens, go there, get a weapon and fight. This place is wired to the max. Something happens, I’m going to know about it. I’ll be here within minutes,” I promise her.
She walks over to me, her hands sliding around my waist. “Okay, but we’re going to be fine. You’re going to talk to your mom and you’re coming home,” she tells me mimicking my own words from earlier.
I kiss her nose. “That’s exactly it, Princess.”
There’s a knock at the door and dad yells, “I’ll get it.”
“They’re here. It’s time to go.” I take her hand, she interlocks her fingers with mine.
When we get to the sitting room, I see that everyone except Jagger is here. “Dylan, Cormac, Ronald, and Coby you are to be posted outside.” They instantly nod. “Once Jagger gets here, he will be posted inside of the house. Kill anyone who tries to come in.”
I kiss Mia once again and say goodbye, I need to get out of here before I change my damn mind and send dad to deal with mom. The men instantly follow me outside, as I slide into my car, they position themselves outside. Each one of them strapped and ready to go, Coby will take the lead, the man knows tactics and knows the best way to react. He’ll size up my men and instantly pinpoint their weaknesses along with their strengths and he’ll play on them.
Walking into my club, I ignore the shocked look of my bar staff. I’ve not been here in a while. It’s still not reopened yet. My staff are working hard to have it ready for reopening next week. We’re doing a big fucking relaunch, the place looks good. I have had it extended, the fire damage wasn’t as bad as it could have been but it did need a makeover. Pushing the door open that leads to the cellar, I hear Mom shouting. “Let me the fuck out of here.”
I walk down the stairs and see that David’s sitting down on the chair glaring at Mom. I’m guessing the reason David lost his wife is because of mom. I’m surprised that he’s not made her bleed. I’m not sure I’d have that much restraint if it were me in his position.
Mom sighs, “Finally. Hudson, what the hell is going on? Why am I here? Your goons haven’t said anything, they grabbed me and brought me here.”
“Where did they grab you from?” I say through clenched teeth. There’s no being nice now, she’s acting as though she’s done nothing wrong, we all know where she was taken from.
Her eyes widen. “What?” she questions glancing around the room.
“I said, where did my men take you from?”
She straightens her spine. “You already know, what I want to know is why they took me in the first place.” She raises her brow at me as though I should answer her questions.
I smirk. “This doesn’t work like that. You don’t get to ask me questions. Not when you’ve been sleeping with that asshole.”
She’s unable to mask the shock on her face. “How?”
“How did I find out?” She nods. “My men have been searching through Martin’s records. His bank accounts, his cell records, I know every little thing about him. So imagine my surprise when I find loads of calls and texts to your number. Your face on security feeds on hotel getaways you two have been on. So how long, Mom? How long has this been going on?”