Page 5 of Guardian Daddy

“Yep.”

“He was amazing in that last Luther Kiley movie,” Brody said. “Do you know he does his own stunts?”

Ink nodded. “Yeah, Rip is a good guy. Duke and I went to high school with him and his twin sister, Cate.”

“What’s going on? Does he have a stalker or something?” Ethan asked. That was the logical explanation. Rhodes Ripley was famous for his role as Luther Kiley, an ex-Special Forces turned mercenary hero.

“Looks like it,” Ink replied. “He’s received a series of letters. Each one gets progressively more intense.”

Ethan looked at the images on the projector screen. His eyebrows rose as one letter stated they wanted to slip into Ripley’s room and wake him up with their mouth around his cock.

Another stated they would happily be his fucktoy, to be used however he wanted.

“Some of these letters are explicit.” Seth asked. “That last one goes into a lot of detail about what they want to do to Rip.”

“Yeah. Rip’s agent finally brought the letters to his attention after that one. They reported them to the police, but they don’t have any leads on whoever has been sending the mail yet. No fingerprints, no return address.”

“So your friend called you?” Seth asked.

“Only because of what occurred last night.” Ink started pacing. “Someone attempted to enter his property.”

“Wait, that was the news today, wasn’t it?” Brody asked.

“Yeah, they couldn’t keep it quiet since Cate called the police. She was the only one home at the time. Rip was at his girlfriend’s place.”

“The stalker is escalating,” Ethan said grimly.

Ink nodded. “Since Rip is a good friend of mine, we’re going to push some other jobs back to fit him in. And I’m going to bring in extra help. I’ve already spoken to Matthieu. He will take over some jobs here to free up the two of you to go to Los Angeles.” He nodded to Seth and Ethan.

That was interesting. Matthieu was a friend of Ink’s. Matthieu had helped Royal and Baron escape the boarding school they’d been sent to by Forrest Robins.

Evil bastard.

“And even though Butch has just started, so far, he’s shown to have a good aptitude for the job.”

Butch was part of the Iron Shadows Motorcycle Club. He had been working for several years as a bouncer for Reapers, the bar owned by Reyes, the club’s president. Just recently, he’d taken a job with Callahan Security.

Ethan raised his eyebrows. “So you want us to head out to LA?”

“Hell, yeah,” Seth said, rubbing his hands together. “I love LA. the sun. The beach.”

“The traffic. The congestion,” Ethan said dryly. “The smog.”

“Do you need me to go as well?” Brody asked curiously.

“Just initially,” Ink told him. “I want you to help set up the security system. You’ll only need to be there a couple of days, tops. I’ll be with you. Think you can swing that?”

“I think so. Let me check.” Brody drew out his phone and typed out a message.

“You have to get permission?” Seth asked. He sounded more curious than anything else.

“Ahh. Sort of.” Brody pushed his glasses up his nose as his phone buzzed with a reply. “Uh-oh.”

“I don’t need uh-ohs,” Ink said.

“Um. It’s all right. It’s just . . . um, he’s going to come.”

“He can’t come!” Ink replied.

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