Page 97 of Give Me Forever Love

“The man who shot you?”

“Yeah. I didn’t see his face. Only his gold teeth.”

“Why is she asking you these questions? Surely someone else could have handled this. Not the woman who tried to put you in prison.”

He looks over at me. “Jace wanted her to and she asked about that, too.”

“Why?” I ask. “And what did you tell her?”

He shrugs. “Who knows what my brother is thinking these days. She said it was because she was good at catching people.”

My jaw tightens.

“And I told her it was nice talking to her before I walked off.”

“Are you worried she’ll dig into that?” I ask. “You getting off so easily?”

He shakes his head. “Nah. Something tells me she’s learned her lesson, and I’m sure Jace has something to do with that also.”

I play with the belt on my robe, thinking all of this over. It’s never been confirmed that Jace and Harlow have something going on, but it sure does look like it from where I stand. Maybe one day we’ll know the truth, but for now, I don’t think Jace wants to tell us. Maybe he’s ashamed, maybe he doesn’t want to hurt his brother. Maybe there’s nothing going on, but I do know one thing. The woman loves him, and that was obvious when I confronted her at the courthouse. I could see it on her face.

“I think… I mean, I’m not sure, but I feel like I may be to blame for the accident.”

I turn to look at Bryce. Confusion swirls its way into my head. I don’t know how he would be at fault for any of this.

“I don’t understand,” I say.

“My relationship with Danny…Bones. I think because I sold Red to him, that man who shot me, thinks I’m actually working with him and his crew.”

“Why would he think that just because you sold a club to him?” I ask.

He shrugs, adjusting his arm and wincing when he does. His face turns even paler, and he looks almost scared.

“Bryce, what is it? What aren’t you telling me?” Fear and panic tornado in my chest, causing everything else I feel to dull.

“I went there a few months ago.”

“Where?” I narrow my eyes.

He turns to look at me. “Red.”

I blink, confused even more. “When? Why?”

“It was the night we got into that big fight. The night we…” He looks over at Rylee. “It was that night.”

“You went to Red that night? You told me you went for a drive to SkyView. Why would you go to Red?”

“I don’t know. I just wanted to see how it was doing. I wanted a drink. Danny was there. I spoke with him. Maybe someone saw us. Maybe someone saw us when we first met in the basement. I had bad men come in that place. Who knows who was watching?” He rubs his forehead. “The man told me to tell Moretti to stay off his turf. I don’t know who Moretti is, but this has Danny written all over this.”

“Bryce, this is scary.”

“I know.”

“Have you spoken with him?”

He shakes his head. “I tried to call him while we were in the hospital, but no, I haven’t.”

“Call him now,” I say. “Call him and find out what the hell is going on. We may have to move away from here.” I stand up and walk to the oven to remove the pasta. I look down at it, not even really that hungry now. My thoughts are running wild. Claire’s warnings about Bryce. It makes me sick.

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