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for Dylan’s hand and snuggled into him as he and Tristan were finishing their conversation.
    “You ready to get out of here?” I asked. 
    “I’m ready whenever you are princess.”  Dylan turned to Tristan.  “Hey man, you wanna join us?”
    “Where are you guys going?” Tristan asked.
    “I don’t know probably some breakfast place.  After the day I’ ve had, I need something mild,” I said.
    “Sure.  I’ll go if you two don’t mind me tagging along.  I’ll fill you in on what I was telling Dylan.”
    “Sounds good.  Let’s get out of here before I change my mind.”
    ***
    We settled on the Breakfast Bistro just north of St. Christopher’s Hospital.  It was a tiny mom and pop restaurant that was run down but was well known for their omelets.  We were seated in a large, red corner booth that faced the kitchen.  The place smelled of grease and air freshener which made my stomach recoil something fierce.  When the waitress came to the table I felt like I had stepped back in time.  She looked like someone straight out of the 1970’s, very hippyish.  The only thing on her that didn’t resemble the seventies was her long, black, fake fingernails.  Talk about confusion, she was definitely an odd character.  The sooner we ate and got out of there, the sooner I could relax.  I ordered a ham, egg and cheese omelet and an iced tea.  Dylan and Tristan ordered hungry man’s special, three eggs, four pieces of bacon, 4 sausage links, hash browns and biscuits and gravy.  Where they managed to put all that food, I had no idea. 
    Tristan sat across from Dylan and I, he was very tense.  I hadn’t known him very long but I knew well enough when something wasn’t right.  Tristan and Dylan were equally gorgeous men but Dylan’s demeanor was softer than that of Tristan.  Tristan’s features were hard, you knew by looking at him that he meant business. 
    “Brooke, when I was back at the hospital with your sister, I did some digging around.”
    “I assumed you would.  Dylan had mentioned that he was having you look into her attack.”
    “I have some underground connections that I had to use.  Your sister’s attack was not a random attack in the park.”
    “That’s odd, because I didn’t think it was either.  I just can’t think of anyone that would want to hurt her.  Everyone that knows her loves her.  She has such a kind heart.”
    “Brooke, Dylan and I think they were trying to send a message to you.”
    “What?  Not this crap again.  Tristan, why would someone want to attack me?  I haven’t done anything to anyone.”
    “Do you know anyone that has ties to the Italian mob?”
    “No.  Why would I?”
    “I didn’t think you did but someone in the mob wants you to be scared.”
    “Well they’ve succeeded.  I am scared but I refuse to stop living my life just because someone wants to kill me.  Could it be Stefan?  His last name is Arici after all and he knows the only way to hurt me is through my family.”
    “Brooke, we don’t think Stefan is involved.”
    “You saw him today Tristan.  How can you say that?”  Dylan gave Tristan a serious look and shook his head no.
    “ What are you two hiding from me?” I asked.
    “Nothing princess.  We just don’t believe Stefan would do anything to jeopardize his bail bond.  He’s already in a lot of trouble as it is.  Why would he risk it?”
    “Well maybe it isn’t him personally.  Have you ever thought about that?  Perhaps he knows someone or has some distant relative that’ s involved.”
    “Anything is possible” Tristan said.
    We finished eating and dropped Tristan off at the hospital so he could drive my car back to Dylan’s penthouse.  I made him promise not to drive it like he had earlier; fast and reckless.  Judging by the grin on his face, I was pretty sure he didn’t heed my warning.   I was grateful for the time that I would have alone with Dylan.  I had missed him but I had also realized that