Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 155903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Fury engulfed Alejandro’s face as he turned to Reuben. “We need to get rid of this police chief.”
“What’s happened?”
“Some cops turned up at the house.”
“Did they have a warrant? Are the girls okay?”
“They had some trumped-up fucking charges against Rafael.”
Fuck.
“Which means they could search any area under his control for their own safety,” Reuben muttered.
“I don’t think they searched far. But Cat lost her temper as they were arresting him.”
Fuck. Fuck.
“She’s been arrested as well. We need to get to the police station. Now.”
“Faith?” Reuben asked.
“She’s back at the house with Bernard and several of my men. She’s safe.”
He drew out his phone.
“R-reuben?” she said as she answered his call.
He hated the fear in her voice. She should have been safe, having fun with Cat in their pillow fort. Not dealing with this.
“I’m here, baby. Listen to me. I have to go to the police station to deal with what’s happened. I want you to stay with Bernard.”
“But I can help—”
“No, Faith,” he said firmly. “Stay there.”
“But you don’t understand—”
“I have to go, baby. Stay there. I love you.”
71
Irritation filled Faith as the phone went dead.
She paced up and down the kitchen. Bernard was making them both a cup of tea to soothe them. But tea wasn’t going to cut it.
Her heart was racing, and she felt so jumpy.
All she could remember was the cops demanding entrance. Bernard had tried to call Alejandro, but they’d been insistent, and he’d had no choice but to let them in. Several of Alejandro’s men had appeared with them, protecting her and Cat. But when they’d gotten rough with Rafael, Cat had snapped.
Fudge knuckles.
“I can help,” she muttered.
“You need to sit, Miss Faith,” Bernard told her soothingly. “Reuben will come for you as soon as he can.”
“No. No! I need to go to the police station, Bernard. And you’re going to take me.”
Reuben was standing in the police station when he heard his name being called. But he tried to ignore it as he tried to keep a fuming Alejandro from losing his cool.
Apparently, there was a witness who had seen someone matching Rafael’s description, throwing a body into the Hudson River.
Ridiculous. And as soon as they sorted Rafael’s alibi, he’d be free. The only problem was his alibi was Cat, who’d just lost all credibility.
And Bernard who the cops were meant to be contacting, but they were taking their own sweet time.
The real issue was Cat. She’d been arrested for assaulting a police officer. And that wasn’t going away anytime soon since there were cops as witnesses.
“Reuben!”
He glanced over, recognizing her voice. Then he saw her walking toward him with Bernard in front of her and the Scot behind them, looking grim. Alejandro had sent the Scot back to stay with Faith.
“What the fuck?” he snapped. “Bernard, you weren’t supposed to bring her with you.”
She flung herself at Reuben and he caught her easily. “Careful, baby. You’ll hurt yourself. I know you’re scared, but I need you to be safe.” The police station didn’t feel safe. Although it should be. Surely, even Darcy Rivers wouldn’t attack her here.
Except, a man capable of killing his own sister wasn’t really in his right mind.
So, Reuben drew her close and kept her against his side.
“I’ll tell someone you’re here, Bernard,” he said.
“No, wait. You need to tell them I’m here,” Faith said.
“What do you mean?”
“I need to get a message to Smith Childs,” she said.
“The police chief?” Alejandro asked, watching her closely.
“Yes.”
“Why would you want the police chief to know you’re here?” Reuben asked.
“He’s my cousin.”
Faith knew she was in trouble as soon as the words came out of her mouth. Both Reuben and Alejandro gaped at her.
“Your cousin?” Alejandro asked in a voice she’d never heard from him. Deadly. Dark.
“Alejandro,” Reuben warned.
Fudge. She was messing this all up.
“Why didn’t you tell us?” Reuben asked. He was still holding her, but she could feel how tense he’d grown.
“In the beginning, I didn’t think it mattered. I don’t know him that well. My mom wanted me to contact him when I came here, but he’s a lot older than me. And I’ve been staying away from my family. Then I didn’t really think about it. It’s not like I think about him a lot.” She stared from one man to the other. “It’s not what you think. I’m not a spy or anything! I’d never do anything to harm you, Alejandro. Definitely not Cat. I’m really sorry.”
Reuben leaned into her. “We will definitely be talking about this later. But, come on. We may need your help.”
Reuben walked her over to a bored looking constable who gave her a skeptical look when she explained who she was, but as soon as he called through to someone, he sat up straighter.
About ten minutes later, Smith appeared. He was a big man. Wide in the shoulders. Taller than Reuben.