Page 43 of Hold Me Before You Go

“Why in the hell would he have told Gelling about them in the first place?” Ash asked.

That was the question on everyone’s minds.

Back at the prison, Gelling told us Robert was a good match for Carrie whenhe was Robert.

When I ordered him to elaborate, he told me about the aliases. Gelling then went on to say that Robert wasn’t right in the head, but of course, Carrie’s father didn’t give a shit about that. Robert was the key to Gelling’s success in politics.

“What aboutWhitelock?” I asked Jake. “Have you found anything on that?

Right before Gelling ended his confession about his twisted son-in-law, he said something none of the Red Snake team would ever forget...

“The reason why I gambled with Robert’s life was because I had no use for him anymore. He was fucked in the head, and I didn’t need that coming back on me. He also wouldn’t tell me about Whitelock.”

He didn’t need that coming back on him, not Carrie.

I shook my head.

He really didn’t give a shit about her.

“Whitelock?” I parroted, staring down at the man, ignoring how his body was trembling. We already knew how much Robert was fucked in the head based on Carrie’s abuse, but now, I had a feeling we were dealing with a new definition.

Gelling nodded frantically, a bead of sweat falling from his brow, down his nose. “He was always going on about Whitelock, telling me that when the time was right, he was going to take Carrie there someday. I figured it was a romantic spot or something. I never pushed it.”

“Did he ever mention taking Monica there?” I pressed.

Gelling shook his head. “Monica was just his mistress. I’d only met her a few times.”

He’d fucking met his son-in-law’s mistress? What the fuck?

“Why did he tell you about Monica in the first place?” Dominic asked, reading my mind. “Seems like an odd thing for a son-in-law to do.”

The man shook his head and shrugged like it was no big deal. “That was just locker room talk. You know how it is.”

“No, we don’t. Infidelity and disrespecting women are two things that don’t appeal to us,” Hayes said from behind Gelling, his voice low.

“So Whitelock is a place then?” I assumed, waiting for the son of bitch to fill in the blanks.

Gelling nodded.

“And what about Brandon Hale?”

His face morphed then, his brows coming together. “Robert’s brother?”

I said nothing, clenching my jaw. I didn’t have time to answer stupid questions, but the fact Gelling knew who Brandon wasonly pissed me off more. Thankfully, this fucker wasn’t stupid enough to try me again.

“I never met Brandon, but he called Robert a lot. Almost every single day.”

“When did he start calling Robert?”

Gelling looked down to the table, thinking.

Hayes cursed under his breath, and in the next second, he had Gelling’s head back, yanking it by the hair. “Answer the fucking question,” he ordered through clenched teeth as Gelling winced.

“O-okay. H-he started calling him about a year after Robert and Carrie got married.”

My eyes shot to Jake, knowing he would be putting a timeline together for me after this. Hayes released Gelling with a shove as Ash declared, “Time’s up. Let’s roll.”

“We need to find Whitelock,” I stressed to the boys, jerking my chin to Jake.

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