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“You’ve lost me.” Greg scratched his head. “Lenny took the keys and everything. I’ve known them since we were kids. I think I’d realize if it wasn’t them.”

I tried to change course for a beat. “Do you know a Matt York?”

Greg’s reaction told me everything. “Who?” He had no idea who Matt was.

“What’s the handle you use on social media?”

Greg’s face scrunched up. “I don’t use social media. I deal with computers all day, and the last thing I want to do when I get home is look at another screen.”

Making it easy to open an account under his name, since he’d never be the wiser. “Well, Greg, someone opened many SM accounts under your name.”

Greg blinked. “So you’re here about that?”

I wiped a hand across my face and said a silent prayer that I wouldn’t grab the man and strangle him.

“Greg, listen to me.” I spoke slowly. “Your motorcycle has been used to stalk and attack someone, your name is registered to several SM handles that are being used to harass someone. Your friend Lenny, I think he’s using you to cover his ass. Maybe you tell us where to find this Lenny, and we can clear everything up?”

If someone had come up to me and told me one of my brothers, or JJ, or Mason was doing the things I’d accused Lenny of doing, I wouldn’t believe it. So it was no surprise when Greg reacted.

“That’s insane. Lenny would never do that—someone else is behind this.”

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Gabe shouted. “Your friend is fucking you over, Greg. Don’t you want to know why?”

“If you knew Lenny, you’d understand how insane that is,” Greg argued. “Lenny’s the best person I know.”

“Look.” I slid off the stool and moved beside Greg. “I can find Lenny on my own, but if I have to dig to locate him, it won’t work out very well for you, Greg.”

“You can’t bully me.” Greg glared at me, but there was a waver in his voice. Loyal friend yet also scared. He’d buckle.

“I’m not bullying you, Greg.” I smiled. “I’m making you a promise.” I glanced at Gabe, who appeared to be bored. “How about this? You call Lenny and invite him here.”

“What?” Greg sputtered. “I’m not going to let you ambush Lenny.”

Gabe took three strides, grabbed Greg by the neck, and pushed him up against the cabinet. “I’m not fuckin’ playing here, Greg. I will beat the information out of you if I have to, and I won’t lose a lick of sleep because of it. Now call Lenny and tellhim to get his ass here, because if you don’t, I will pistol-whip you into submission.”

Impressive.I folded my arms across my chest. “Might want to do what he says. I’ve seen him do it before…and it’s not pretty.”

“I…” Greg gasped. “Okay, okay.”

Gabe stepped off and Greg took his cell phone out of his pocket. He opted to text, which made more sense—no one called people these days. I read over his shoulder as he told Lenny he had an issue and needed him to come here right away.

“There, that wasn’t so hard.” I beamed, but Greg didn’t seem as enthused.

There was a ding a minute later.

Shit, buddy, I’m not in town this weekend, a last minute thing. I left this afternoon, what’s up?

“Dammit.” I ran my fingers through my hair. That was an unwelcome response.

“Where would Lenny be?” Gabe asked.

“There are a few places Lenny goes. They work with animals and that takes them all around.” He motioned to his cats. “I’ve adopted all of these because of Lenny.”

“Great.” I rolled my eyes and motioned to Gabe. I kept an eye on Greg while I spoke softly to Gabe. “We can’t leave Greg. The minute we do, he’ll call Lenny and tell him everything.”

“What do you suggest?”

“Greg is watched twenty-four-seven until Lenny returns and comes here.”

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