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Curiosity getting the best of him, he takes the bait and opens the first one.It doesn’t take him long to figure out what I’ve done.
“You can’t,” he fumes but pauses, never taking his eyes off the paperwork and continues to read each line.“How did you do this?”
Brody throws the file back on the desk as his pretty boy face turns menacing.
“It was real simple, I just snapped my fingers and it happened.”I make a show of snapping, just to give it the added effect.“This is what happens when you fuck with me and my family.You not only crossed a line when you lied to Saylor about your uncle dying, but keeping me from my daughter, thinking you could claim and raise her as yours is something I’ll never forgive or forget.”
I slam my hand on the file he just tossed down.
“This is just the beginning you little fucker.”
The file under my hand is the government contract that Brody has that is providing to our military.The paperwork is a termination agreement; I’ve got a buddy who owed me for handling his messy divorce that oversees the contracts to be written up.I haven’t had them cancelled but it’s just one simple call and it’s a done deal.
Brody hesitantly opens the other file, and his fingers dig into the papers.
“You piece of shit!”Brody yells, and tries to stand but finds Mitch and Colbert pushing him back down by the shoulders into the chair.
“The only one who fits that bill is you, asshole.”
Brody rereads the papers and closes his eyes.That file contains his patents for his goggles and scope; the two products he created and is distributing to the military.
“You and your family truly live up to your name.I’ve read all about you and your law firm, and unless you see it in person, I guess people really wouldn’t know the real you and how ruthless you all can be.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” I bark.“I know all about what you did to Saylor’s pills.”I let that sink in and from the pale color that crosses his face, he knows what I’m talking about.
I can see the scrambling that is going on in his head, trying to find his next words.Finally, he doesn’t say anything but instead crosses his arms over his chest, a smug grin across his face.
“If you found out, then that means Saylor is pregnant.”The fucker actually smiles at his words.
This isn’t how I wanted this conversation to go.I’d much rather he didn’t find out until after the baby was born and we find out if it was mine or his, but he causes me to lose my cool at the drop of a pen.
“Well, is she?”He pushes, and I want to put my fist through his face.
“Weare pregnant again,” I admit.A flash of disappointment crosses his face and I enjoy it for a split second.It’s wrong of me to revel in his discomfort and disappointment, but it is nothing compared to what he and that bastard uncle of his put me through for over two years.
“How far along?”It’s like he’s trying to grasp at straws.
“Around eight weeks.”I can tell he’s counting backwards to the week to see if he fits in the equation and when he gets to that week, he splits his face in two with a smile.
“Don’t you mean Saylor andIare pregnant,” he smugly says, and a growl leaves my chest.I launch myself across the desk and have a tight grip on his collar with both of my fists.
“You deliberately stole her free choice and decisions from her.I’ve got my brother and associates looking into the legal ramification of your actions, and I hope to God that they throw the book at you,ifby some slim chance my baby doesn’t share the same DNA with me.”
I know that it is possible the baby Saylor is carrying is his but, in my mind, that baby has my DNA and blood, not his.
Brody shoves my arms away, and quickly gets up and starts pacing the room.He’s mumbling under his breath, having an entire conversation with himself.He stops abruptly and turns towards me and security.
“Where’s Saylor?I need to see her.This is fantastic, I’m going to be a dad.”
Is this fucker delusional?If he thinks I’m going to let him within a hundred yards of my wife, he’s crazier than I thought.Mitch must be thinking the same thing as he moves closer to him, keeping a watchful eye.
“She’s not here and even if she was, she wouldn’t want to see you and have to look at your deceitful face.”
He frowns, but it doesn’t last long.
“I know that I went about this the wrong way but I really need to speak with her, to explain.”
“Yeah, thereisa lot of explaining to do, you prick.”
