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But Ronny caught his eyes roaming down Brina’s body, as if there was some interest there. He had already noticed how both of them seemed to be assessing each other, which made him wonder if Reynolds was more her speed. Which made a flash of jealousy shoot through his own body. The idea of any other man touching Brina was a nonstarter for Ronny. She was off limits to every man on the face of this earth who wasn’t him. Already.
“And we’re going to get all the answers we can possibly get,” Reynolds continued. “That I can promise you too.”
Brina smiled. Reynolds turned to his boss. “As soon as I find out anything else, or anything actionable, I’ll let you know.”
But Brina wanted more. “Did you run his name through databases? Has there been any information on whom might have hired him or if there were other people involved?”
“Not yet, no ma’am. We literally just got the name and these photos. But if others are involved, we’ll know as soon as possible.”
“Do you know anything about his background?”
“He’s the garden variety criminal. Does odd jobs for various lowlifes. We have the names of a few of his prior bosses, but none of them fit the bill. But we’ll get more intel on that too.”
“What kind of odd jobs?” Brina asked him.
“You name it, he’s done it. From simple assaults and threats, to kidnappings and murders. You name it.”
When Brina heard the wordmurder, her body tensed. Ronny, sensing it, placed his hand on the back of her neck and began massaging her. “It’s okay,” he said to her in the softest tone Sully had ever heard him use. And the fact that he was comforting her so sweetly was a magnificent sight to behold to Sully. He’d wanted all of his brothers to find that wonderful woman who wasn’t greedy and so stuck on herself that she’d stick them. Could Sabrina be that woman for Ronny?
But Sully was ultimately a very suspicious man. The jury was still out on her, as far as he was concerned.
Reynolds stood up. “I’m going over to our central command to see if they have any new news,” he said. “I’ll keep you well-informed, Boss.”
“Thanks,” Ronny said.
“Yes, thank you, Mac,” said Sully as he stood up and shook his hand. He and Sully had a far closer relationship than he had with Ronny. And then Reynolds left.
“I’d better get to my office too,” said Sully. He was CEO and CFO of Bradshaw Technologies, an unseemly amount of responsibility for one man to handle. But Ronny wouldn’t entrust those two positions with anybody else. “Tee time at five still on?”
“Absolutely,” said Ronny. “I need to shoot a few rounds at least. I haven’t jogged all week. I need some way to blow off some steam.”
“The office course, or your course?”
“Mine,” said Ronny.
“See you at five then.” He looked at Brina as if he was still making up his mind about her. “Nice to meet you, Miss Hawkins.”
“You too, Mr. Bradshaw.”
Ronny wanted to tell her to call him Sully, but he knew his brother stood on ceremony. Was formal to the core. He let it slide. And Sully left.
As soon as he left, Brina leaned against Ronny and he gladly pulled her into his arms. “I had a murderer in my house,” she said as the tears began to flow.
Ronny’s jaw tightened. “We’ll get that bastard,” he said, holding her tightly. “He’ll never hurt you again.”
And no one else will either, he wanted to add. But didn’t.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
It was the end of the work day and Brina and the maids were seated at the table. Although the maids were waiting for the van, Brina knew her day as driver didn’t end until Ronny said it had ended. And right now, he was out back on the golf course with his brother. No telling how long he would be, according to Elvira.
James Prado, the house manager, was also seated around the table. “What we need after a long day,” he said, “is a nice glass of wine.”
“Here here,” said Gail.
“That’s the last thing we need,” said Elvira. “We need better pay and shorter hours. That’s what my staff need.”
“Here here,” said Brina and Shanilla, and they all laughed.
