Page 8 of The Mafia's Desire

“He’s taking responsibility for everything, and I had to remind him he can’t read minds or control other people. I made him laugh a few times, let him talk for a while, and then on the way out, I said to stop being a pissy bastard and get on with life. The rest of the family needs him.”

Ethan chuckled. Very few people would ever be able to talk to Angus like that.

“You got through to him.”

“God, I hope so. I had a bastard of a headache the next day because of the scotch.” The doctor sighed dramatically. “The things I won’t do for the man.”

Ethan smiled. “Bye, and thanks again.”

“Guys, come in,” Ethan said after Ben left. “I need one of you to get her some clothes. They have to be loose, so she’ll be comfortable.”

“I can do that,” Tony said. “I’ve learned a few things from my sisters.”

Ethan nodded. “I need to make a call, so the rest of you relax.” He walked across the room, never taking his eyes off of her, took his phone out, and called the Maclean house.

“The Maclean residence.”

“Hello, Martin, this is Ethan. Can Alastair take a call right now?”

“I will see, sir,” the Maclean butler said.

Within a minute, Alastair picked up the phone.

“Ethan, when are you coming home?”

That was one thing about the family—they always made him and his two brothers, Drew and Gavin, feel like it was their second home. They even had their own rooms and would for the rest of their lives. Ethan was born a Harrison but grew up in the Maclean family because his mother lived there after his father died. The Harrison family had a mansion not far from Macleans. It wasn’t anywhere as big, but it was their home. They got to go there often as children, but they felt more at home at the Macleans.

Ethan told Alastair about the meeting at the restaurant, finding the girl, and putting her in a hotel room and why he dealt with Owens. He had no idea what to do with the girl, so he put two guards on her.

“One of the fuckers, Perkins, beat the hell out of her when Sharp went for food.”

“Why in the fuck did he do that?” Alastair asked.

“I have no idea. I can’t see the woman antagonizing him. I know he hates women with a passion, but I’ve never seen him violent with one.”

“Where is he?”

“He’s tied up and at the warehouse on 54thStreet.”

“Good. What do you need from me?” Alastair asked.

“I want to take her to the Harrison house, but I don’t know how to handle this type of situation, and I think the girls would be good for her. She’s had a shitty life from what I gathered.”

“Why do you say that?”

“She was calm and blasé about me killing her and even suggesting choices.”

“What the fuck.”

“I know. I thought it was fucked up, too,” Ethan said.

“I think you should bring her here. I’ll have her set up in a room in the same wing you’re in.”

Ethan wanted to disagree and say just put her in his room, but he’d already fucked up and didn’t want to make any more mistakes with her.

“That’s good. I’m not sure how much time I’ll be there, and I hate to drop the problem on your lap.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Alastair said. “I think the girls would enjoy having a new friend around.”

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