Page 10 of Flame
“You should watch yourself, Bianca.”
“You aren’t on my security detail anymore,Foxx,” I say, lifting a brow. “Remember?”
He crosses his arms over his chest. “What’s your point?”
“What’s my point? My point is that what I do is none of your concern.”
He smiles, but it’s not out of amusement. “I beg to differ.”
Anger ripples off him. I’ve seen him do this before. He stands tall, gets this menacing look on his face, and exudes a dangerous, broody energy. People tend to back off.
Unfortunately for him, I’m not most people.
“At least you’re begging for something,” I say.
He opens his mouth to respond, but Jason cuts in before Foxx has the chance.
“This day gets better and better,” Jason says, appearing out of thin air.
I pull my gaze away from Foxx. “What’s wrong?”
“I have a mess on my hands back home.” Jason sighs. “Apparently, Dad arrived at Brewer Air this morning and tried to breach my office. It’s taken care of, but he left with my assistant in tow.”
My stomach drops. “What the hell, Jase?”
“I know. I know. He just gets further out into the deep end every time we turn around. We alerted your office about the situation in case he was headed that way.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Of course, he does this on the day we’re not in town.”
“I take it all things aren’t resolved,” Foxx says, his voice all business.
Jase shakes his head. “No. There are a lot of attorneys involved, as well as the police at this point. Dad has dug his heels in and is fighting us at every turn.”
Foxx looks at me, but I don’t know what to say. I give him a shrug. It almost makes him smile.
I take a deep breath and hold it in my lungs. The burn helps recenter me—helps me to release the stress of our family drama as I exhale.
A few weeks ago, our father was exposed as a cheat, liar, and all-around horrible person. It took us all by surprise. None of us saw it coming.
Mom filed for divorce with all six of us by her side. She then ousted Dad from our family’s businesses, putting me in charge of Brewer Group to oversee the function of our various entities. That did not go over well. Apparently, Dad forgot about a paper he signed when accepting a loan from his father-in-law years ago. A rider in that paperwork allowed Mom to push a few buttons and take full control of the company.
Dad has spiraled even more since that became official.
“I need to get back to Nashville,” Jason says, giving Foxx a look I don’t understand.
“Of course,” I say. “Let’s go.”
Jason holds up a hand before I can take the first step. “Bianca …”
I stare at my brother.
Whatever he’s about to say is going to make me mad. The wariness in his eyes and the hesitation in his voice give him away.
I grab the back of a chair and brace myself. “Yes, Jason?”
“Hear me out …”
“I can’t do that if you don’t speak.”
