Page 108 of See You Maybe
Brady laughed, clapping the man on the shoulder. “He wants to play Grandpa when your sister has kids. Let me call Rhodes and get him in motion.”
When Brady stepped away, Declan watched the red deepen in Vincent’s face, and for the first time in a long time, Declan was caught off guard. The former head of security was protective of Cara, and to Declan’s surprise, the idea of Vincent taking on a role in their family didn’t bother him the way he would have expected.
Over the last year, Cara had to confront the truth about their father, and Declan was aware she still grieved for the man she thought he had been. Then again, David Bloom had always been different with his youngest. Cara deserved another father figure in her life, and Vincent would look out for her, even at risk to himself.
Vincent watched him warily, waiting for Declan’s reaction.
“She’ll like that.”
Relief flashed briefly across the man’s face, before his regular stoic expression slid back into place.
“Rhodes is in South Carolina, so he can be here in a few hours. He’s going to make the approach at that country club Chris joined.”
“He seems to be making a home for himself in Atlanta,” Declan growled.
This was the worst possible scenario. Declan didn’t want Chris anywhere near his family or Olivia, because things were going to get worse before the final confrontation. He didn’t want Chris to have easy access to the people Declan loved. Especially when Chris realized how he’d been outmaneuvered.
“It might be a temporary membership,” Brady hesitated, and then pulled a stack of papers from a folder and handed them to Declan. “Yesterday’s report on Chris, complete with photos. He’s hanging out with your girlfriend. My operative said they looked very… cozy.”
“I know Olivia had dinner with him last Saturday.”
Brady’s eyes flickered, his only acknowledgement of Declan’s severe tone. “I meant Fiona Carrol, your other girlfriend. The one waiting to talk to you on the other side of that door. She’s the one who has Luke and James so pissed off. You are marrying her, right?” Brady smirked, and then said, “Olivia, huh?”
“My private life is none of your business,” Declan snapped.
Brady narrowed his eyes. “I don’t give a fuck about your private life. I’m giving you the report you paid for.”
Declan ground his teeth. “What was he talking to Fiona about?”
Brady’s posture was still tense, but he let it go. “I'm not sure. They were sitting at the clubhouse bar.”
His heart rate picked up. “Fiona is a member of the club, too?”
Brady shook his head. “She was there on a guest pass. The only other item of interest is Olivia’s ex-husband joined them for several drinks.” Brady’s lips quirked. “My guys saw each other in the parking lot which doesn’t normally happen for us. Anyone else at the club you want to add to your account?”
Jackass.
Ice curled in Declan’s stomach. The three of them together was not a coincidence.
Were they comparing notes? On him? On Olivia?
Fiona was swiftly becoming a bigger problem than Declan expected. The animosity between Chris and himself wasn’t a secret, and Fiona wasn’t stupid. What was her angle?
“Keep an eye on Chris.” Declan paused. “If you and Vincent have joined forces, does that mean you are offering body work?”
Brady cocked his head. “That’s our plan. Do you need a bodyguard?”
Declan’s lips firmed. Could he put someone on Olivia without her noticing?
No, not only would she see through it, Declan couldn’t justify the need for protection.
Not unless Chris had figured out Olivia was Rose.
“No.” The word felt like razor blades in his throat.
“Okay, let us know.”
“I don’t care how late it is. If your guy gets what he needs from Chris’s phone, bring it to me immediately.”