“I’m going to get a coffee,” Love said, walking away.
“Why do you suppose Dad wants to talk to Paige alone?” Roman asked.
“Who the hell knows,” I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck.
Chapter Twelve
Paige
“Have a seat,” Harrison gestured. “How much danger is my family in?”
“A lot.”
“I need you to do something for me, Paige.”
“Of course.”
“Kill every one of those sons of bitches,” he said.
“That’s the plan, sir.”
“Call me Harrison. They put my family in danger. I don’t care what it takes. Kill them all. I need to know they’ll never come near my family again.”
“I promise you that I will get every last one of them.” I placed my hand on his.
After we left the hospital, we headed back to Parker’s house. Running up the stairs to my bedroom, I grabbed my large bag from under the bed and unzipped it. I flinched when Parker walked up behind me.
“Jesus Christ, Paige. What the fuck?”
“It’s what I need,” I said.
“That is military grade. Who just carries around all of that? It’s a damn war kit.”
“And I’m at war.”
“I’m coming with you tonight. It’s not up for discussion.”
“No.” I shook my head. “No way. It’s too dangerous, and my mission is to protect your life.”
“I can sit in the car. But I am coming with you and Simon. You can’t expect me to just sit here all night. Besides, what if they come here while you’re gone?”
“You can go to one of your brothers’ houses and stay with them until I get back,” I said.
“And risk their lives even more? No. I’m going to change into my swim trunks and go for a swim. I suggest you do the same because you’re joining me.”
“I don’t want to go for a swim, Parker.” I stared into his sexy eyes.
“Yes, you do.” The corners of his mouth curved upward. “I’ll meet you in the pool.” He walked out of the bedroom.
Sighing, I sat on the edge of the bed, fell back, and stared up at the ceiling. My sole focus had to be getting Elias. I couldn’t afford any distractions, and Parker Hamilton, with his mesmerizing blue eyes and that infuriating half smile, which made my stomach flutter, was the most dangerous distraction of all. But was it really a distraction if he made me feel more alive than I’d ever felt? The one thing Hearthstone took away from me after the accident was my ability to feel anything for anyone. I once overheard the doctors talking in the hallway outside of my room.
“Emotions are a distraction. A liability. And we can’t have that.”
There was no fear, no guilt, no attachment. I executed orders like a machine. I didn’t look at faces. I didn’t ask names. I didn’t feel. Until my real memories started resurfacing. And even then,the only thing I felt was pure rage and anger. But when I saw Parker’s picture pop up as Elias’s next target, something inside me shifted. I couldn’t let anything happen to him.
I stood up from the bed, changed into my bikini, and headed out to the pool where Parker was doing laps.
“It’s about time.” He smiled, rubbing the water from his eyes.