Chapter 15
Killian
I ended up taking longer than I intended to; I talked with John for probably twenty minutes, not ten, and then on my way out of Cody’s office, I ran into some more people I went to high school with.
Rosebrook Falls is a small, wealthy town, for the most part, and I’m not surprised that everyone and their mother is at Cody’s club tonight. It is the only club in town, after all.
When I finally get back to the VIP section, I feel my stomach drop when I see that Mia’s gone.
Not only that, but Farrah, my ex, and her best friend Vanessa, are sitting in my booth.
Farrah grins at me.
“Let me guess, looking for your girl?”
How the fuck does she even know about Mia? I frown, and she keeps going.
“She’s probably hooking up with your brother,” she says with a shrug, and rage courses through my veins.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” I ask, gritting my teeth.
“Your pretty little fiancée thought you ditched her to hook up with your ex,” Vanessa says, her blue eyes gleaming mischievously. “Not sure why she would think that, though.”
Farrah giggles. “Yeah, she’s definitely fucking your brother right now.”
I have no idea what’s going on, but from what I’m gathering is that Farrah and Vanessa told Mia that I was hooking up with someone. What the fuck?
I hurry away from them, wondering where the hell my brother would’ve taken Mia.
The Roof. It’s quiet up there and much more private.
I race towards the elevator, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. It dawns on me that all of this; Farrah, Vanessa, John – it was a set up.
John was spewing a bunch of bullshit when I was in Cody’s office with him. I didn’t believe for one second that he wanted to get sober or be a bodyguard. I thought he was just lonely, honestly, and needed someone to talk to.
Here I was, feeling sorry for the kid for like a fucking asshole. While his demon sister and her friend were out here telling Mia lies about me, trying to turn her against me.
But why?
I haven’t been with Farrah in years; surely that can’t be it?
My mind is spinning as I try to figure out what Farrah’s angle was.
And then it clicks – Maddox must’ve set me up.
If he hurt Mia in any way, I will fucking murder him.
The elevator dings, and I step inside. I press the letter R, and I wait impatiently for it to take me to the roof.
I have a horrible, sinking feeling that Mia is not okay, and I curse myself for leaving her.
Mia better fucking be in one piece by the time I get up there. I have no idea what I’m going to do if she’s not.
The elevator climbs slowly to the top, and I pray that I’m not too late.