Page 60 of Mike's Assistant

I growled, but I guess this problem came sooner than I expected. “Show them up, Henry.”

Jake jerked his gaze to me, a look of surprise and fear filling his expression. “It will be okay,” I mouthed. “Trust me.”

Jake closed his eyes and nodded.

“Are you certain, sir?” Henry asked.

“Positive. It’s time this issue is resolved,” I said.

“Understood. We’ll be up in a moment.”

I hung up the phone. “Why are you letting them up? They’re going to take the boys.”

“No, Jake, they're not. I promise. Remember how I told you I had people working on the situation?”

“Yes, but—”

“I promise everything is going to be fine. I had planned to call and set up a meeting, anyway. I was going to tell you tonight. But there’s more going on, and the boys aren’t going anywhere. Please, trust me,” I pleaded.

Jakes released a deep breath. “Okay. Please make sure I don’t lose my brothers.”

“They are our family. Nothing is going to happen to them.”

“Damn straight, and if you need me, Jake, I’m not above shifting and eating some people,” Vanessa said seriously.

Jake couldn’t contain his chuckle. I lifted Jake from the ground and turned to Vanessa. “We’ll eat them, but I don’t think it will come to that,” I said, causing Jake to full on guffaw.

I gave Jake a hug as a knock sounded on the door. “Everything’s going to be all right. Vanessa, go get Talon. Tell him I need the file Stan sent.”

“On it.” Vanessa hurried out of the room and upstairs.

I straightened and marched to the door. I took a deep breath and opened it. An officer was the first to greet me. He had a sober expression on his face. “Mr. Bradford?” He asked.

“That’s not the faggot that stole my nephews,” an older woman with a shrill voice exclaimed.

The officer and another lady turned and faced her. “Mrs. Troller, I’ve warned you about using that type of language. I won’t tolerate it,” the officer said firmly before looking back at me. “We’re here to see Mr. Jake Bradford and Sam and Abel Bradford. I’m Officer Chambers, and this is Mrs. Baker and Ms. Grace from Child Protective Services, as well as the boys’ aunt, Mrs. Troller.”

“I’m Michael Doy, Mr. Bradford’s legal counsel, and since when is it acceptable to bring a family member on a wellness check?”

“Michael Doy, as in….”

“Yes, as in the chief legal counsel of Satchel Industries,” I clarified.

The officer’s, as well as Mrs. Baker’s, eyes widened, but Ms. Grace was the one to speak. “Jake Bradford kidnapped those children. We’re here to ensure they are reunited with their loving aunt.”

“Loving aunt. The woman who just called me a slur, but then again, you agree with her, don’t you, Ms. Grace?” Jake stepped to my side. I could feel his anger radiating from his body.

“Jake, it’s all right,” I said, placing my hand on his arm.

“There he is! Arrest him.” Jake’s aunt exclaimed.

“I warned you, Jake. I didn’t want it to get this far,” Ms. Grace chimed in.

“Really, you…You didn’t want it to get this far. The one who colluded with an aunt to take the boys from their rightful guardian.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, you don’t. I can think of fifty thousand reasons you would,” I replied.

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