Chapter Fourteen
“We’re no closer to finding out what happened,” Roman said.
The moments after the attack, Lucas Greco had ordered his home to be put on lockdown. No one could get in or out, but it didn’t matter. Roman knew the bastard had already made it out and alive, which pissed him off. They had checked the security videos. Seconds after Alex entered the bathroom, the feeds were turned off. No one knew who it was, or if he had been waiting for her.
“Roman, it’s okay,” Alex said.
They all stood in Lucas’s office. Marlo was inspecting Alex’s head. The doctor had already given her the all-clear. She might have a concussion, so tonight, Roman had to keep waking her every so many hours.
Marlo had been tasked with removing pieces of glass that were in her hair as he was the only one who had been trained to do so.
“No, it’s not okay,” Roman said. He turned toward Liam. “You were supposed to be watching her.”
“I was, but in case you didn’t notice, men cannot follow women into the bathroom. It is unseemly, or so I’ve been told.” Liam looked toward Lucas.
“I had complaints that you were randomly inspecting bathrooms.”
“You think I don’t know when people are going to attack and the best places to do it? This means whoever did this heard our argument,” Liam said. “The fucker is close, I can feel it.”
Roman’s hands clenched. Whoever it was had them fucking chasing them. Alex could have died.
He’d been passing the bathroom when he heard the commotion, and it was only because he recognized Alex’s voice, her pained scream from the last time she was shot, that he knew she was being attacked. He needed someone to hit, badly.
No, he needed someone to fucking kill.
And so far, they had let everyone from the party leave as they didn’t have a reason to keep them. After checking everything, each guest leaving the building had been asked to present their hands. No one showed signs of bleeding. The piece of glass Alex used had been taken and was currently being transported for testing. They didn’t know if it would be viable though.
Alex said she had cut him, but she didn’t know if the blood on the glass was hers or her attacker’s.
Everything had gotten so fucked.
He ran fingers through his hair and paced the length of the room.
“You took one heck of a hit,” Marlo said.
“Tell me about it.”
“We know the guy is strong,” Cash said. “That’s new.”
“Of course, he would be strong,” Lucas said. “He’s messing with the Greco and Smith alliance. Only a fool wouldn’t be strong enough to take us on.”
“Not necessarily,” Antonio said. “Alex’s attacker could be foolish, but he has to be smart.”
“No, anyone who dares to attack my daughter is foolish. They must know I will kill anyone who ever threatens her,” Liam said.
“Of course, they know, and that is what they’re counting on. Whoever is doing this, Alex is the primary target,” Antonio said. “I think the main threat is the Smith and Greco alliance, and this just confirms it.”
“Because whoever it was that attacked at this party knows of the Greco and Smith alliance. They had perfect opportunity to take out Liam and Lucas themselves, but instead, went after a woman,” Roman said. “We knew she was the target.”
“And we only looked at the cameras in front of the bathroom. Why not check the cameras in the main hall, as well as the corridors, of the whole house?” Antonio asked.
“Do you have any idea how much time that will take?” Lucas asked.
“Alex’s life is in danger now,” Liam said.
“And let’s not forget my attacker is injured,” Alex said.
“We’ve already checked everyone.”