back, but he hates me.”
They both knew he didn’t hate him.
Steele was like a wounded animal. He was broken, and he couldn’t get past that to see that his family loved him.
“Give it time.”
He looked up, tears in his eyes. “Yeah, great. I’m going to skip breakfast. I’ll be at work. I have back to back meetings today.”
With that, he was up and heading toward the gate that led to the driveway.
“We have to do something.”
Greyson agreed, but what could he do? Force Steele to come back and marry his brother? They weren’t talking children on the playground.
They were talking about an adult man.
“Give it time.”
“Yeah, you keep saying that.”
“It’s all I have on it for now. I don’t really know how to handle this kind of thing.”
Greyson changed the subject.
“I’m going to check in with Curtis this morning. I want to start working on the victims. He should have everything ready by tonight.”
“Great. I’m going to head to the precinct to talk to Chris. He hasn’t replied to any of my texts.”
“I should go,” he said, willing to take the heat. Greyson knew what was going to happen the second his wife walked into that place.
For weeks, they’d gotten death threats from cops, simply because they called out the commissioner. If they ever released that tape, the man was going to be burnt in front of his own building. He’d talked himself out of it, but he was still as guilty as sin, and he knew it—whether he was now helping the FBI or not.
“I miss Chris. I want to see if he’ll get me Mace’s files.”
Speaking of which…
“I’ll be more than happy to talk to Chris.”
“No, I’m going. I can’t wait to see him. I feel like he’s been avoiding me. I hope he’s not buried in work. If he is, maybe he’ll let me help him out. He was shot not that long ago. He’s supposed to be on light duty.”
Emma put down her napkin and then kissed her husband. “I’ll meet you here later, and we’ll start working on Seth’s case. Tell our son to get me something.”
He would.
As she walked away, Dimitri headed his way. “Want me to follow her?”
He knew this was going to be bad. Chris was avoiding them, and if he was siding with the cops, it was going to break Emma’s heart.
“Yeah, you had better tail her. I hate putting you on her, but I’m afraid one of those dick cops will take it out on her.”
Dimitri agreed.
“I’m sorry, Greyson.”
Yeah, so was he.
So was he.
* * * G r e y s o n C r o f t * * *
Sky Villa
When the bell rang, Curtis answered. It was his partner, and she was smiling at him.
“Tess!”
She came in and hugged him. “How are you, Curtis?”
“Same old.”
He didn’t plan to tell everyone about his pathetic life. It was easier to pretend he was happy.
“What do we have?” she asked, taking a seat at the computer.
“We have five dead women, and then we have the cop who supposedly killed them. We need the police reports, and ironically, Mace Bristol was the one who had this case.”
“Oh.”
Yeah, he felt the same way.
“I’m not sorry he’s dead,” Curtis said. “He played Grey, and he deserved it.”
She took the file with the victims’ names.
“You don’t believe that for a damn second, Curtis.”
Yeah, he didn’t.
Anytime a cop went down, it affected all the other cops around him. They were a family.
Well, unless you were a Croft and public enemy number one.
“You know me too well. I do feel bad for him.”
Curtis, Greyson, and Dimitri were the only three who knew what had happened. The only reason he knew was he’d heard the two men talking about it.
He swore Dimitri was going to kill him because of it too. Greyson had reassured the man that he could keep a secret.
This was one Curtis was taking to his grave because if he didn’t, he was going to his grave.
It just proved that
They both knew he didn’t hate him.
Steele was like a wounded animal. He was broken, and he couldn’t get past that to see that his family loved him.
“Give it time.”
He looked up, tears in his eyes. “Yeah, great. I’m going to skip breakfast. I’ll be at work. I have back to back meetings today.”
With that, he was up and heading toward the gate that led to the driveway.
“We have to do something.”
Greyson agreed, but what could he do? Force Steele to come back and marry his brother? They weren’t talking children on the playground.
They were talking about an adult man.
“Give it time.”
“Yeah, you keep saying that.”
“It’s all I have on it for now. I don’t really know how to handle this kind of thing.”
Greyson changed the subject.
“I’m going to check in with Curtis this morning. I want to start working on the victims. He should have everything ready by tonight.”
“Great. I’m going to head to the precinct to talk to Chris. He hasn’t replied to any of my texts.”
“I should go,” he said, willing to take the heat. Greyson knew what was going to happen the second his wife walked into that place.
For weeks, they’d gotten death threats from cops, simply because they called out the commissioner. If they ever released that tape, the man was going to be burnt in front of his own building. He’d talked himself out of it, but he was still as guilty as sin, and he knew it—whether he was now helping the FBI or not.
“I miss Chris. I want to see if he’ll get me Mace’s files.”
Speaking of which…
“I’ll be more than happy to talk to Chris.”
“No, I’m going. I can’t wait to see him. I feel like he’s been avoiding me. I hope he’s not buried in work. If he is, maybe he’ll let me help him out. He was shot not that long ago. He’s supposed to be on light duty.”
Emma put down her napkin and then kissed her husband. “I’ll meet you here later, and we’ll start working on Seth’s case. Tell our son to get me something.”
He would.
As she walked away, Dimitri headed his way. “Want me to follow her?”
He knew this was going to be bad. Chris was avoiding them, and if he was siding with the cops, it was going to break Emma’s heart.
“Yeah, you had better tail her. I hate putting you on her, but I’m afraid one of those dick cops will take it out on her.”
Dimitri agreed.
“I’m sorry, Greyson.”
Yeah, so was he.
So was he.
* * * G r e y s o n C r o f t * * *
Sky Villa
When the bell rang, Curtis answered. It was his partner, and she was smiling at him.
“Tess!”
She came in and hugged him. “How are you, Curtis?”
“Same old.”
He didn’t plan to tell everyone about his pathetic life. It was easier to pretend he was happy.
“What do we have?” she asked, taking a seat at the computer.
“We have five dead women, and then we have the cop who supposedly killed them. We need the police reports, and ironically, Mace Bristol was the one who had this case.”
“Oh.”
Yeah, he felt the same way.
“I’m not sorry he’s dead,” Curtis said. “He played Grey, and he deserved it.”
She took the file with the victims’ names.
“You don’t believe that for a damn second, Curtis.”
Yeah, he didn’t.
Anytime a cop went down, it affected all the other cops around him. They were a family.
Well, unless you were a Croft and public enemy number one.
“You know me too well. I do feel bad for him.”
Curtis, Greyson, and Dimitri were the only three who knew what had happened. The only reason he knew was he’d heard the two men talking about it.
He swore Dimitri was going to kill him because of it too. Greyson had reassured the man that he could keep a secret.
This was one Curtis was taking to his grave because if he didn’t, he was going to his grave.
It just proved that
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