motion. Aiden had Jim pinned against the car with his hand at Jim’s throat and a gun digging into his stomach. Blythe was a little rougher and had flung Lenny to the ground and had one high heel digging into the middle of his back as she stood over him.
“So you like it rough, babe?” Lenny asked crassly.
“You’re so not my type,” Blythe said with a little dig of her heel.
Trent had shoved Skye behind him and now she was looking around him. “What do you want? It’s over and I never want to see you two again,” Skye shouted as Karri ran to her side.
“I just wanted to say I’m sorry,” Jim called out to her. “I swear, I didn’t mean for anyone to get hurt.”
“You’re sorry? Sorry for trying to pimp me out to your buddy Tony? Sorry you forged my name on who knows how many contracts that you told me I had no choice but to fulfill? Sorry you used me solely as a way to make yourself rich? Then you sent goons after my lawyer and publicist? I could kill you right now!” Skye’s voice grew stronger as she stepped out from behind Trent to stand her ground.
“The notes . . .” Lenny began.
“Were torturous. How could you do that to me? You were just using fear to control me. Well, no more. Goodbye, Lenny. Goodbye, Jim. The next time you see me, I’ll be getting my award for best actress while you’re sitting at home watching it on TV—if you’re out of jail by then.”
Skye spun and marched into the building where four large SA Tech security guards stood on each of the door watching the situation unfold. Aiden released Jim and Blythe followed suit. Blythe headed inside but Aiden stayed as the second SUV arrived carrying the legal team along with Morgan and Miles.
“You’re ruining her life!” Lenny yelled at Trent as Jim got into the car.
“You already tried to do that,” Trent told him. “I’m letting her live her life the way she wants. Something you weren’t brave or smart enough to do.”
Trent was about to go inside when Lenny charged forward with his hand cocked back as if he were going to throw a punch. A quick shake of Trent’s head had Aiden holding still. Trent waited for the wild swing to come. When it did, Trent ducked.
Trent rose up and threw one very strong cross. His fist connected with Lenny’s face and snapped his head back. SA Tech guards and Aiden moved forward.
“You want us to call the cops?” one of the security guards asked as Miles leapt from the SUV with rage in his eyes.
“No. Throw him in the back of his car and make sure they leave,” Trent ordered. Jim sat wide-eyed as the large guards shoved a dazed Lenny into the back of the town car and told them they were banned from the property.
“You asshole,” Miles snarled and Trent was suddenly very confused. “I wanted to do that.”
Aiden shook his head, but a small smile played on his lips before he and Trent hurried to the SUV to help Henry with the wheelchair for Olivia.
“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in the hospital?” Trent asked as he reached into the SUV and slid his arms around her. Moving carefully, he lifted her as if she were made of glass and placed her in the wheelchair.
“I want to go home now that the trial is over. Ryker said I could catch a ride with y’all.” Olivia grimaced and then reached into her bag and pulled out a pill container.
“Let’s get you home then,” Trent said, taking over pushing the wheelchair from Henry.
Trent pushed Olivia to join everyone in the conference room. The assistant had popped some champagne. “What the hell?” The joyous room froze at Granger’s outburst. He pushed forward and glared down at Olivia. “What are you doing here? You overdid it today and you need to be back in the hospital.”
“Calm down,” Ryker ordered. “She has a live-in nurse waiting for her in Charleston. She wants to go home.”
“She can speak for herself,” Olivia scolded with a glare at both Granger and Ryker.
“You’re on top of things,” Henry said, lifting his glass to her in a salute. “Would you like me to be one of them?”
Olivia snorted, then groaned in pain. Granger cursed and rolled his eyes, Ryker’s lips twitched, and all was right in the world once again.