Frank clears his throat. “We’re not saying your father is involved with you being taken, but they have something they’re using to blackmail him, threatening to expose it if he doesn’t pay.”
“Wait!” I pace the floor, trying to catch up. “When did they start blackmailing him?”
“Over a month ago.”
“You mean right before I was rescued?”
“Yes.”
“Why start then?”
“We don’t know.”
“Maybe York gave them the heads up on your plans to rescue me?”
“That’s something we’re considering.” Frank nods. “Look, we don’t know who set up the kidnapping in the first place. We don’t know whereLos Sirvientes Del Diablosor the rest of the Cartels are, but they have something they’re using against your father. We don’t know where The American is, but he’s a damn smart man and always gets what he wants, and he wants you. If you go back to New York, you’ll be taken.”
I run my hand through my hair then grab Cole’s drink off the table, downing the brandy in one swallow.Holy Christ, that’s strong!
“I’ll take my chances,” I mutter, and both Cole and Mark jump to their feet.
“No. I won’t let you.” Cole grabs my hand and pulls me to my feet. He wraps his arm around my waist, holding me tightly. “Frank, she’s just scared.”
“Frank,” Daniel says in a calm voice, “my father built and created Shadows. As of two days ago, I signed my company over to my son. I believe if everyone who’s employed in this house is behind having Savannah continue to stay here, then she should be able to stay, if that’s what my son wishes.”
“I do,” Cole answers without missing a beat.
Frank ponders the idea. “If everyone is on board, then fine, we’ll stand behind you. But think about what you’re risking if they find her or this place.”
“No, guys.” I swallow the lump in my throat. “Daniel, that’s incredibly kind of you, but I don’t want them risking all this just for me.” I fight back the tears that are threatening.
“Savannah, stop, please.” Cole grips me harder.
“Call a house meeting,” Frank says, watching the two of us.
Cole no longer cares who sees his affection for me?
“Frank, may I have a word with you in Cole’s office?” I ask, and Cole flinches. “I’ll be right back,” I say. “Please trust me,” I beg him with my eyes.
“Of course.” Frank waves toward the hallway.