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When I’m done, I glance up from my hands to see their reactions. Noah looks like he’s a mixture of sad and really pissed off.

"Lolo. What the hell?” he blurts out. "You know we help people in these exact situations. Why didn’t you tell us?”

Dammit, Noah. Don’t make this harder than it already is.

I lean further back against my warm teddy bear. "I didn’t tell anyone. Not even Gray or Harper. I was scared that if he found me, he would hurt one of you. I would never forgive myself if someone got hurt trying to defend me.”

Landon nods and leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Logan, I understand. I think what my idiot brother is saying is that we will find him, and you will never have to hear from him again.”

Wes grunts. "Unless you want revenge.”

"Wes,” Grayson says from behind me, giving his brother a warning.

Turning, I look back at Grayson. "What does he mean?”

Shaking his head, he brushes a hair behind my ear. "Let’s take this one step at a time. Okay?”

He’s right. I feel like I’m on the verge of breaking down again and I really don’t want to do that right now.

"Logan,” Landon says. I turn my attention back to him and see that he has his laptop out.

"So, I need to ask you some questions. If it gets to be too much, tell me and we can take a break.”

Landon has been growing on me lately. When I first met him, he seemed a little uptight and bossy, but as I’ve been around him more, I can see that he really just wants to give his all to the people who put the fate of their loved ones in his hands.

Grayson gives my leg a gentle squeeze, and I give Landon the okay to start.

"Alright, I need his name, your mom’s name, and where you guys lived.”

Okay, Logan. You can do this,I tell myself.

"His name is Mike Nicholson, my mom’s name is…” A lump rises in my throat and I have to pause. I haven’t said her name out loud or spoken about her since the day she died. I think about her all the time but, for some reason, it hurts to have to talk about her, even after all this time.

“Her name is Claire Eloise Sawyer and we lived in a small town in New York called Chasm Grove.”

Grayson kisses my shoulder and I have to fight the tears again. He isn’t just kissing my shoulder. He is kissing the crescent moon tattoo I have for my mom.

I don’t know how it’s possible, but this man makes me fall more and more in love with him every passing second.

Landon types away on his computer while I collect myself. I risk stealing a look at Wes. He is staring out the window with a murderous expression on his face. I feel an added sense of safety, knowing I have him in my corner.

Landon launches into a series of questions on what I can remember about Mike and my mom, then to everything I did in Alabama. I give him Allie and her parents’ numbers. I don’t want to bring them into this at all, especially since Allie is so busy and her parents are still on vacation. Landon promises he just needs them to have every possible resource and won’t involve them unless it’s absolutely necessary.

When he’s done gathering information, all of the boys launch into a plan of protection. After an hour of debating back and forth, we come to a plan that works for everyone.

If I have to go anywhere, I will be with Grayson. And if he has a client, one of the other boys will be with me. I will drive my car, so we don’t scare Mike away and the boys will follow behind. Mike may be smart, but he isn’t even close to being done. He’s going to bide his time and strike when the moment is right.

Now I just have to stay as positive as I can that the plan works. And that no one gets hurt in the process.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Logan

Todayismybirthday.

It’s also been two weeks since the first note appeared. I wish I could say that I wasn’t letting this all get to me, but I can’t.

Gray and his brothers have stuck to the plan, and I haven’t gone anywhere alone. Harper is starting to get a little suspicious. She saw Wes’s truck outside the hospital one day and asked me a million questions. It hurts that I can’t tell her. After telling the boys, it felt like a weight was lifted off my chest. I want to tell her everything but until this is over, I need to leave her in the dark.




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