"Finding Mia is the most important thing for you right now. Everything else isn't even in your mind."
I clench my jaw as I try not to snap, I understand what he's saying, I don't agree with it. "Yes, getting Mia is the most important thing to me but that doesn't mean that I'm not here, that I'm not present and taking names of those who are fucking up. I'm seeing clearly, Jag and I've my eyes wide open. So I know what's going on, I know what's going to happen, what Dylan and Lance are thinking but at the same time, I don't give a shit."
"Okay." Is all that he replies. Seems as though he's learned to shut the hell up.
I stop the engine once I pull up outside Hugo's mansion. "Are you going to be okay in there, Jag?"
He gives me a sharp nod. "I'll be fine, Boss. Let’s get this over and done with."
As soon as we get out of the car, the front door to the house opens. "Jagger?" The surprised soft voice of Mrs Mawson rings out.
"Yeah Mrs Mawson, it's me, Jagger. Is Hugo home?"
"Yes, Hugo is here, come in. Can I get you a drink
?" She asks as we reach the front door, she holds it open for us to walk in.
"No thank you, Mrs Mawson, although I appreciate the offer." I reply wondering where the hell Carina came from, this woman seems sweet as fucking pie. She obviously knows who I am, who invites a man like me into their house for a drink?
Walking into this house it reminds me so much of my father's and Tina's, marble flooring grand staircase. This house screams money, as I step into the hall all I see are silver trinkets placed around the hall, one that catches my eye is the silver elephant. I understand why they're here, they're structured in such a way that you cannot miss them when you walk in. Having silver and gold things scattered around your house shows your wealth. It also shows me that Hugo is a liar, when he started working for me he was in debt. How's he managed to keep this house and all the things in it? Not to mention Mrs Mawson is wearing the same $4,000 Versace dress that I bought my mom for her birthday.
"Hugo darling, Jagger is here to see you," she calls out, her voice soft but you can hear the strain in it.
Heavy footsteps sound letting us know that Hugo is on his way. And his eyes widen as he takes in both Jagger and I. Yeah it's not a good thing having both of us here at the same time.
"A word, Hugo." I smile as I watch him swallow, his Adams apple bobbing up and down as he does so, the man is scared. Good. "Let's have your wife in on this conversation too." There's no way that she doesn't know what's been happening and if she doesn't, then she deserves to know the truth.
Jagger shifts slightly, the fucker really needs to work on his tells. I know he's not happy with me being here but he has to understand that he works for me and what I say goes. They may be the nicest people in the world but if they're stealing from me then they die.
"Of course, Mr Brady, follow me into the sitting room. Are you sure that I can't get you a drink?" Mrs Mawson asks, her hands shaking as she walks over to her husband.
"No thank you, Mrs Mawson, I do appreciate your hospitality though and I can assure you that we won't take up much of your time, I just have a few questions that need answering and then Jagger and I can be on our way," I tell her following behind them into the sitting room.
"Of course, is everything okay, Mr Brady? What has Carina done this time?" The sadness in her voice is clear to hear when she talks about her daughter.
"Yes, your daughter is partly the reason I'm here." I stay standing as the others take a seat. "Mrs Mawson, how much do you know about your daughter's addiction?"
She frowns. "To be honest, not much. Carina and I have a strained relationship, we have now for the past few years. She won't allow me to visit her."
I nod and glance at Hugo as I inform her of the depths of her daughters addiction. "Your daughter is addicted to OxyContin." Hugo doesn't blink, whereas his wife audibly gasps before breaking down and sobbing. "You knew that already though didn't you, Hugo."
The sobs stop. "What?" The betrayal in Mrs Mawson's voice is clear. "Hugo what is he talking about?"
"I have no idea." He lies.
"Mrs Mawson..." Jagger begins, glaring at Hugo.
"Victoria, please call me Victoria." She glances at me. "Both of you can. Please can you tell me what is going on?"
Jagger stands. "Victoria, it has come to our attention that your husband has been enabling your daughter’s addiction."
"No I haven't." Hugo yells getting to his feet, but one look from Victoria has him rooted to the spot. "Vicky, listen to me..." he begins.
But she cuts him off. "No, you shut up," she spits at him. "Jagger, please continue."
"As I was saying, Hugo has been enabling her addiction. He's the one that's been prescribing her the pills." Jagger's tone is hard, as much as Carina is a bitch, he actually liked the girl and he blames her dad for making her the way she is.
Victoria's eyes fill with tears, disbelief written all over her face, she keeps shaking her head.