Page 44 of Jaded Red

“Roger that, boss.” Bones hangs up the phone and I refrain from rolling my eyes. That kid is going to be the death of me I swear.

“Have you thought about names for our son yet?” Nadia asks. She struggles to sit up in bed and I help her.

“I haven’t, have you?”

“I have.” Nadia blushes, something I’ve never seen her do.

“Well, what is it?”

“I was thinking we could name him Matthew Nolan Phillips. After you and my brother.” My jaw drops and I’m speechless. “That is if you want. I don’t want to pressure you into something you don’t want to do. I know you and Nolan don’t have the best track record.”

“Nadia,” I stop her rambling with a slow kiss. “I’d be honored to share my son’s name with Nolan. He’s not a complete asshole anymore.”

Nadia lets out a giggle and then a moan when I press my lips to hers again. A knock on the door has me pulling away from her delectable lips and I adjust the hardness in my jeans before answering the door. Kensi is on the other side with Bones’ laptop.

“Come in,” I open the door a little wider to let Kensi in. She enters handing me the laptop. I sit on the recliner and let the two of them catch up. I pull up the security feeds around the Clubhouse and rewind it back to the night Nadia went into labor.

My eyes feel gritty as I watch hours of endless video feed. It’s been days since I slept last and I have a feeling it’ll be longerbefore I can sleep again. The girls are talking quietly to each other while I stare endlessly at the footage. A shadow passes through the feed and I sit up. I slowly rewind and fast forward until his face appears on the screen.

Josiah.

He’s creeping around the fence, looking for a way in. I follow his movements and watch as he clips a piece of the fencing carefully. He stops what he’s doing and looks around. Satisfied no one is watching him, he squeezes his big body through a small hole and enters. Son of a bitch! I check the time and date on the screen and my heart stops.

I dial Capone with shaky fingers. I don’t even give him a chance to answer. “We’ve got a problem, Prez. He’s there now! Get everyone you can to the Clubhouse. I’ll call Playboy and let him know what’s happening.” I hang up the phone and dial Playboy.

He answers on the first ring, “What’s up, Red?”

“Playboy, where are you?”

“I’m at the Clubhouse.” He answers. I can hear his eyes roll through the phone.

“He’s there. Put everyone on lockdown and don’t let anyone in!”

“On it, Red.” Playboy hangs up the phone and I pace. Kensi and Nadia stopped talking and are watching me intently.

“Everything OK?” Nadia asks.

“No. Josiah is in the Clubhouse. Fuck!” I rake my fingers through my hair and tug.

Shit! I will not lose another person to this asshole. Waiting for word from Capone is driving me insane. I pace back and forth for several hours until my phone rings.

“Capone,” I answer in a half a ring.

“He’s gone,” Capone growls into the phone. “Everyone is safe but he isn’t here.”

Shit! I hang up the phone and squeeze it hard enough that I feel it bend in my grip. I dial Bones, who’s still guarding my son, but he doesn’t answer.

I dial Torch. “We’ve got a problem. Bones isn’t answering his phone and I can’t leave the girls.”

“Aftermath is on his way to you, I’ll go check on Bones and the baby.” Torch hangs up the phone.

I hope with everything I have, this will work and Nadia’s terror will come to an end.

Chapter Nineteen

Nadia

Iwatch helplessly as Matt paces back and forth across my hospital room. He’s agitated and keeps checking his phone every few seconds. He stops long enough to do a few things on his laptop. When he’s done, he curses loudly slamming the laptop closed.

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