Chapter Eighteen
The next day, Aria sat in the back of the car on her way to the Macleans, thinking about the papers and files they found. It was interesting information about several officials in the community. The files even had pictures of a few in compromising situations. The three decided they’d keep the information to themselves and locked it in the safe because they could potentially use it for things they needed down the road.
She glanced out her window when the car pulled into the circle drive and parked. Her house was huge, but this place was massive.
“Here you go, Miss Aria,” the driver said as he opened her door.
“Thank you, Jackson. I shouldn’t be too long,” she said.
“That’s all right, miss. Take all the time you need.”
Angelica met her in the foyer, and they hugged.
“Where are the other girls?”
“They’re in the back already. I told them I’d wait up here for you,” Angelica said.
Aria wrapped her arm around her daughter as they walked outside. She hugged the girls and came to Beth last. She gripped the girl’s shoulders. “I missed you yesterday.”
A blush covered Beth’s face, and she looked down. “Alistair needed me to stay here.”
“May I ask for what?” Aria asked.
“He just needed me close. He doesn’t like me to be away from home.”
Aria couldn’t take it another moment. They had planned to kidnap Beth, but she didn’t like the idea the more she thought about it. Mainly because it might hurt Beth. Aria decided to go straight to the source because someone had to get Alastair’s head out of his ass.
“Girls, the plan has been aborted. I forgot something inside.”
Her three daughters nodded, and Beth looked confused.
Aria hugged her. “It’s all right. Girls, will you tell her the plan? Then I’ll tell you why I changed it when I get back.”
“Sure, Mama.”
Aria walked into the house and straight to Alastair’s office, where she knocked on the door.
“Enter.”
Aria opened the door and then closed it behind her.
“Ah, Aria. It’s nice to see you. What can I help you with?” Alastair asked.
“It’s actually something I’m going to help you with.”
“Oh?”
“I’m going to be blunt.”
“All right.”
“You’re losing Beth.”
Alastair straightened. “What the hell does that mean?”
“You can only neglect a person so long.”
“I’d like to remind you, Aria, that what’s between Beth and me is our business.”