Page 126 of Rest In Pieces

He frowns at me but nods, both walking toward the women. I look over to get Amity’s attention and find she’s already lookingmy way. I point to Monica and then to her trailer. After a few seconds, Amity nods and turns back to the girls.

I let out a sigh and look at Monica. “Let’s go.”

“She doesn’t like me, does she?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Monica,” I tell her firmly.

We walk the rest of the way to her trailer in silence. I wait for her to open the door and step inside before following her in.

I spot the letter on the table right away. “Stay here for a minute.”

She nods, eyeing the door like she’s ready to make a run for it.

“I mean it, Monica. Stay right here. I’ll be two minutes.”

I jog over to Craft Services, which is packing up, and ask if they have any disposable gloves or sandwich bags. They hand me a couple of each, and I thank them before heading back to the trailer.

Monica’swhere I left her, so I pull on one of the gloves and walk over to the table to read the note:

It’s time to remember who you belong to and what I’ll do to you if you don’t come to me. I let you play your games, but enough is enough.

Keep defying me, Agatha, and I’ll fuck you until you bleed and my dick is raw. Good girls get rewarded, but bad girls must be taught a lesson.

I can see why she’s freaked out. It’s not just the wording—it’s the blood.

“I don’t know what to do anymore, Genesis,” she says as I pick up the note and slide it into one of the resealable baggies, sealing it closed.

“You’re doing everything right, Monica. I have no fucking clue who this person is or how they’re getting in and out of here, but leaving a note isn’t the same as hurting you. They would need to take you to another location because we’d all hear you scream here. If anyone other than a Raven tries to get you to go somewhere with them, you tell them no. You don’t go anywhere without me or one of my brothers.”

“I know, I won’t. I just want this to be over. I’m so fucking tired of being scared all the damn time. The only person that makes me feel safe is you, but I can’t spend time with you without Amity thinking I want more. And I understand. I’d probably be the same, but this isn’t what that is.” She grips her hair in frustration.

“What about if I got one of the other guys to be with you?—”

She cuts me off by shaking her head vehemently. “No. I think I feel so safe with you because you’re not interested in me, if that makes sense. All you care about is keeping me safe, not what color my panties are—which are yellow, by the way. In case you were wondering.”

“I wasn’t,” I mutter absently, looking down at the letter in my hand with the smeared blood. I’d hoped there’d be a fingerprint or something, but I guess that was just wishful thinking.

A knock on the door has me pulling my gun. I crack it open and sigh when I see Hoops. Sliding my gun away, I open the door and let him in.

“Hoops is gonna take you back to the hotel. Leave the note with me,” I tell Monica before turning to Hoops. “Hoops, don’t let her out of your sight until she’s safe in her room. And make sure you do a walkthrough first.”

“You got it, G.”

I turn back to Monica. “Amity’s doing her last stunt tomorrow. After that, I’d like you to meet some of the other brothers. None of them will touch you, whether they’re singleor not. You need someone on you until we find this guy, and it can’t be me. We’re supposed to be keeping this situation under the radar, and people will ask questions if I keep showing up here when they know I’m with Amity, and she won’t be on set anymore.”

“I’m sure they’ll understand. I’m the leading lady, for goodness’ sake. It’s like one of those romance movies where the bodyguard falls for the movie star,” she says, walking her fingers up my chest.

I take a step back and shake my head. “Not that movie, not this man. I love Amity, and I would never do that to her. But even if there was no Amity, I don’t mix business with pleasure. Go home. Take a shower, grab something to eat, and if anything spooks you, call Hoops. Or Dice—he takes over later.”

She stares at me, something working behind her eyes before she laughs. “It’s just pretend, silly. Though I bet if you’d seen me first, this would have all played out differently.”

The woman is delusional. Sure, she’s pretty, but that’s all she is. Amity’s that and so much more. She’s funny and confident, smart, and takes no shit from me or my brothers. I think I fell for her the moment I fell off that damn stool into her tits.

“But I didn’t. And it won’t. Go home, Monica.”

With a frustrated sigh, she stomps out of the trailer, passed a confused Hoops who frowns at me..

“I’m starting to think the starlet and the stalker might be a match made in heaven.”

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