Page 51 of Hidden Truths

“Thank you so much, Nikki,” Brad says, winking at the officer. She blushes and fucking giggles. I look at Kai and widen my eyes, making sure he saw the same thing I did. From the way he seems to be trying to make Brad explode with his eyes, I think he did.

“We have some questions, Mr. Foley,” Harrison says to the arrogant asshole that’s currently smirking at my sister. If I didn’t have my girls waiting for me at home, I’d wipe that smirk off his face.

My girls.Shit. I’ll need to figure out that thought later.

“You look really good, Bellamy. Fame is working for you.” The creep licks his lips as he looks directly at my sister’s chest.

Harlow can bring Cora to visit me in prison. She’ll understand.

“Funny, I was just thinking how good you look in orange,” Belle counters, not affected by his comments. Brad, however, suddenly looks murderous.

“Listen, you stupid bi?—”

“We’re here because you said you’d only speak to Belle. So speak,” Harrison says, controlling the situation. Sometimes I forget he used to be a cop.

Brad glares at him, still completely ignoring that Kai and I are sitting here too. Which is fine with me.

“My boss has a message for you,” Brad says, his cocky mask back in place.

“Oh? Which boss is that? Your mom? Or Senator Wolfe?” Belle asks. My head whips to her. We have no proof of that. I’m the only shocked one because Harrison and Kai haven’t reacted at all. Brad, though? Brad looks really pale suddenly.

Oh damn. Maybe he is involved.

“My boss,” Brad continues, like Belle didn’t speak, not confirming or denying what she said. I guess he doesn’t really need to. His reaction was enough for Harrison to want to keep digging into the senator, “wants you to know that as long as you keep digging up old dirt, they will end your career.” He’s smiling again, and it’s the most unsettling thing I’ve ever seen. “They will end your pathetic life.”

“So about Senator Wolfe,” Belle says. “How do you get in touch with him? What did he do to Ezra?” Brad keeps the smile on his face, but I can see how hard it is for him to keep it there.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Brad says.

“What’s it going to take? Money? I know your mom needs a care team. I could pay for that in exchange for information. I doubt the senator will continue to pay her bills now that you’re no use to him.” I watch my sister in awe. I’ve always said that she was the strongest person I know, but apparently, she’s also a badass.

I’ll high five her later when I’m not risking Harrison’s wrath. Fucker is scary when he wants to be.

Brad’s smile falters, like he’s just realizing he’s at the end of his usefulness. He opens his mouth to speak, but something whizzes past my ear. I watch in slow motion as a bullet pierces his forehead and the contents of his skull spray on the wall behind him.

“Under the table!” I barely register Harrison’s voice as the alarms sound and lights flash. I’m dragged under the table, but I make the mistake of looking up. The guard that brought Brad in puts her gun in her mouth and pulls the trigger.

I hear screaming, and I don’t know who it’s coming from. Might be me. I snap out of the shock long enough to see that my sister and Kai are under the table with me and seem unharmed. I look around and find Harrison a few feet away from us, banging on the locked door we came through to get here.

My ears are ringing. Something hot is dripping down my face. There’s a horrible smell that’s making my stomach turn. I crawl out from under the table and move away, where I immediately lose my lunch.

The muscles in my stomach ache from how violently I’m heaving. My face is sweaty, and I can’t catch my breath.

“Cal! Cal, look at me!” I barely hear a voice over the ringing in my ears and the alarms in the room.

I blink. Something is in my eyes. I swipe at it, trying to see who’s screaming at me.

Red. I see red in my vision. Red on my hands.

It’s blood. I heave again, but there’s nothing left to come up.

“It’s okay, Cal. It’s a graze. We’ll get you some stitches. Heads just bleed like a bitch.”

I look and see Harrison. I register the feel of his hands on my shoulders, keeping me standing. Looking over his shoulder, I see Belle cuddled into Kai. They’re both standing and I think my sister is crying, but no blood. I take a deep breath and then another.

“Sit down. They’re sending in the prison nurse to help you,” Harrison says. I nod and let him lead me to a seat close to the exit. He faces me away so I can’t see the bodies I know are behind me.

There’s a million people in this room. Some try to ask me questions, but Harrison is able to get them to talk to him instead.

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