“They’re gun trafficking and selling arms to drug dealers and gangs all over the country, with drop routes to Los Angeles, Detroit, Chicago, Atlanta, and New York City.”
“What?” I stood and tucked my hands into my pants pockets. “Eric never told me that.”
“Well, Elias thinks he did, and now you know too much.” Her brow arched. “You’re a loose end, Parker.”
“Wait a second.” Julian waved his hands. “Someone actually tried to kill you, bro?”
“Yeah. This one,” I pointed at Paige, “had a gun pointed at my back when the two guys with guns approached us.”
“I only did that because I needed your attention fast.” She rolled her eyes.
“What happened to the two men?” Roman asked.
“She kicked their asses until they were unconscious. Then we got the hell out of there.”
“You and my wife would get along very well,” Roman smiled at Paige.
“So now what?” Julian asked.
“I’ll need to protect your brother until I get Elias, who is next on my list.”
Julian’s brows furrowed. “Who are you?”
“That’s exactly what I’ve been asking her,” I sighed.
“How did you know, Paige?” Roman asked. “How did you know they were coming after my brother?”
“I have my sources.”
Julian hugged me. “We’re happy she was around to save you, bro. Fuck. Once the moms hear about this, they’re going to freak.”
“Not a word to them or Dad. Do you understand me?”
“Okay. I won’t say anything.”
After Roman hugged me, they both left. I turned and stared at Paige.
“Now what?” I asked.
“I stay here and keep watch until Elias is caught or dead. But make no mistake, Hamilton. I am not here to sleep in your bed. I’m here to do a job. Last night was a one-time thing.”
“Is this what you meant last night when you told me you were a fixer?”
“Yes.”
“Did you know who I was last night?” I asked.
“No.” She shook her head. “Your picture popped up this morning.”
“What do you mean?” My brows furrowed.
“I’m not getting into specifics with you. I ran a background check on you earlier. You’re a good guy, Parker Hamilton, and you don’t deserve to die.”
“But some people do?” I narrowed my eyes.
“Yes. Bad people. Criminals. People who hurt others for either money or enjoyment. People who are looking to destroy the people of this country.”
“What are you? Some kind of vigilante?”