the look of alarm on his face.
“Stop!” he managed to get out while clutching his stomach, and trying to shield his face from me.
My arm was raised and ready to rain more blows down on him, but I paused and eyed him. His face was a bloody mess and he appeared to be in some pain. I’d probably done enough damage to make him think twice about bugging Erika again. Lowering my arm, I demanded, “We got an understanding here, asshole?”
He didn’t hesitate. “Yes, now fuck off and leave me alone.”
“Just one more thing; you fuck with my sister again and I’ll be back.” I paused, and then threatened him further, “And I won’t be alone.”
He nodded and once I was convinced he meant it, I shoved him one last time and then left him to it. I was fairly certain that Erika wouldn’t hear about this from him which was the way I wanted it. She had a tendency to stress too much about shit and the last thing I wanted was her worrying about me. God knew, she already did that enough.
***
F ive hours later, I met with Scott, Griff and J to discuss where we were at with our investigation of Marcus. Griff was full of bad news.
“You’re kidding, right?” I asked in disbelief.
Griff looked at me and shook his head. “No, the lead was a dead end. Marcus has covered his tracks well.”
“Fuck,” J swore and slammed his hand down on the table. “We’re never gonna get this motherfucker, are we?”
I felt his frustration. We’d spent the last two months trying to get a handle on what Marcus was up to and none of the leads went anywhere. Either Marcus wasn’t up to anything or he was skilled at hiding shit. We all believed the latter scenario.
“Patience, brother,” Scott directed at J.
Unfortunately, patience wasn’t J’s strong suit and he was pretty agitated with this latest development. “Maybe I need to go back to Adelaide and talk to some of the boys down there. Someone’s gotta know something for fuck’s sake.”
Scott considered this and then gave Griff a questioning look. Griff nodded, and Scott turned to J and agreed, “Okay, you go down there and see what you can find. But you’re going to have to keep it quiet, brother; the last thing we want is news travelling back to Dad. You know if we can trust any of the boys down there with this?”
J contemplated that, and then replied, “There’s two of them who I’m pretty sure can be trusted.”
Griff stood. “Contact them and set it up, J.” He checked his watch. “I’ve gotta go, got a hot date with a brunette.”
“Since when do you date?” I asked. I’d never known Griff to date.
“Date is probably the wrong word for it, brother,” he smirked, “But I have dated before.”
“Must have been before I came to town.”
Scott stood as well. “Long time before you came to town, Nash. Griff’s a moody bastard; kind of makes it hard to find a woman to stick around.”
“That and it’s hard to find a woman who won’t fuck you over,” Griff muttered as he left us.
“That’s the fuckin’ truth,” I agreed as J and I stood too.
“You heading out,” Scott asked me.
“No, I’m going to stick around and find a bit of fun for the night.”
“Yeah, I bet you are. Heard you haven’t been in here for over a week; you having withdrawals?”
I chuckled. “Smartass.”
J cut in, “Nash, Madison wants you over for dinner soon. Can you sort that out with her when you speak to her next?”
“Will do,” I agreed. J and I still had an uneasy relationship but we were working on it for Madison’s sake. Hell, I’d do anything for that chick.
He nodded and then they left together. As I watched them leave, a blonde chick caught my attention. She had her back to me and what a fine sight that was. I watched as she chatted with two men; it looked like she was doing all the talking, because their attention was on her body and it didn’t look like any