Logan came back across the office, his face looking grim. “We need to go. It looks like they have new evidence. A friendjust gave me the heads up that they’ll arrest Gage later this afternoon.”
“What the hell is the new evidence?” Mitch demanded as he glared at his brother.
“A video of some kind, according to my source.”
Gage’s face went hard. “This is ludicrous. We need to find out what the hell is going on. There’s no video of me in the Met because I wasn’t there.”
“Let me talk to Spencer, and we’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Maybe we can dig up something on Teddy B that will explain all of this.”
Gage and Mitch stood, joining Logan.
“Thanks,” Gage said, offering his hand.
“We’ll figure this out.” There was no way Drake was going to let Gage go down without one hell of a fight. Not after what Gage and his brothers had done for him and his sister Kathleen.
Gage nodded, and then the three brothers left the office.
Drake immediately reached for his cell and dialed Spencer.
“Hey, sexy,” she answered. “How are you?”
“Not good. Where are you?”
Her voice immediately went serious. “I’m at home.”
“I’ll be there in ten minutes. I need you to connect with your contacts at MI6. I need to find out everything we can on Teddy Bettincourt.” He grabbed his blazer off the back of his chair and started out of the office. He nodded at his assistant. “I’ll be working from home for the rest of the day.” Then he strode to his private elevator and hit the button for the ground floor. “This is what’s going on,” he said to Spencer and proceeded to fill her in.
Thirty minutes later, thanks to monster traffic, Drake entered his apartment and immediately set out to find Spencer. She was standing in the kitchen, munching on some grapes, talking to his sister Kathleen. He walked over, dropped a kiss onthe top of her head, and then popped a grape into his mouth. “Hey Kat, how are you?”
Kathleen Drake smiled at her brother. “I’m doing well. We were just talking shopping in Europe. Spencer thinks I should go to Paris. I’m not sure.”
“When are you going to Europe?” Drake asked, eating another grape.
“The day after the wedding. I decided it was time to go explore a bit. Since your nephew went off to college, I’ve been a bit lonely. I thought he would be back after classes finished, but he’s off doing an internship in D.C.”
Drake looked over at his sister, guilt written all over his face.
Kathleens’s eyes narrowed. “You set up the internship at the Capital’s clubhouse."
"Guilty as charged. Sorry, Kat. He reached out and I automatically got him the interview. He got the job all on his own merit, though. I swear.” He held up a hand.
Kathleen sighed and then smiled. “I’m happy for him, and I appreciate the help you gave him. It just leaves me with time to fill. I thought maybe it was time to explore some of the history and culture of Europe.”
She got off the stool she’s been sitting on. “But first, I thought I might do a bit of shopping.”
“Paris is good, but if it’s shopping you’re after, Milan might be the better bet,” he added.
“Not helpful,” Kathleen said as she lightly punched her brother on the arm. “Don’t give me more options.” She glanced at her watch. “I have to run.” She gave Spencer a quick hug and did the same with her brother. “See you at the wedding.”
Spencer waved her goodbyes and watched Kathleen disappear into the elevator. Then she looked up. “I know you didn’t want to alarm Kathleen… but how are you, really?”
“I’m fine,” he said, though his tone was slightly guarded.
“I know you like to think of yourself as super tough—and you are,” she commented as she stroked his bicep, “but I also know the Callahans have been there for you in ways most people haven’t. I know you’re upset about this business with Gage... and I know you’re even more upset because it’s Teddy B.”
Drake stared at the woman who had captured his heart. It was still unfathomable to him how she managed to understand him so deeply when so many people in his life—all his life—had failed to. She hadn’t known him long, and yet she knew him better than anyone.
He pulled her into his arms and gave her a long hug, once again marveling at how something so simple could bring him so much comfort. When he let her go, she popped another grape into her mouth and smiled up at him.
