“Just checking things out.” I walked into the kitchen.
“I’m going to make a cup of coffee, and then we’re going to talk before we head to the office,” he said.
“Do you have to be in court today?” I asked, sitting on the stool at the island.
“No. I don’t have any meetings outside the office.”
“Good. Call one of your brothers and ask if they can drive you. I have an errand to run, and then I’ll be by the office.”
“What errand?” he asked.
“It isn’t any of your concern.”
“Jesus Christ, Paige.” He shouted. “I have the right to know who you are and what is going on? This is my life we’re talking about.”
“I know that, Parker. The less you know, the safer you’ll be.”
The front door opened, and I reached for my gun.
“Stop. It’s only Julian,” Parker said, shaking his head.
“Morning, bro. Paige.” Julian nodded. “How are you?”
“How do you think?” Parker sighed.
“Julian, can you drive him into the office? I have an errand to run.”
“Yeah, of course.”
Parker grabbed his briefcase and looked at me. “We’re having family dinner tonight with our moms. I suppose you’ll have to come.”
“I guess so.” I tipped the coffee cup to my lips with an arch in my brow.
“By the way. I keep forgetting to ask you. Where’s your motorcycle?”
“At the place where I’m staying.”
“And where is that?” His brow arched.
“It’s a secret.” I winked.
He shook his head and walked out the door. Grabbing my keys, I climbed into my car and drove to the address Gabriel sent me last night. Taking my gun from my back, I pointed it at the door and knocked.
“Well, shit. Who the fuck are you?” The man I presumed was Jason Jewell opened the door.
“Hands up and step back.”
I stepped inside, holding the gun steady as it pointed at his head.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“Your worst nightmare unless you tell me where I can find Elias.”
“I don’t know where he is. He’s in hiding underground somewhere.”
“Bullshit. Where is he?”
“I swear I don’t know. The only person who knows is his right-hand man, Jared.”