fuckers name.
“He somehow managed to discover her whereabouts. While he was having Talia physically removed from the room—by security guards, no less—Willow was able to escape. She made it to the stairwell where Mr. Penn found her. While helping her down the remainder of the stairs, she lost consciousness. He phoned me. After deliberation, it was decided that Willow should be taken to Mr. Penn’s penthouse where my brother, Rafe, could continue her care.” Amatucci’s fingers were wrapped around the arms of the chair so hard his knuckles were white.
Wright turned back to me. “Do you have proof that Cavendish threatened to blackmail you?”
“Yes. I recorded the second call after I hung up on him the first time.”
Wright and Amatucci whistled.
I shrugged. “I have not only the phone call, but I had my IT expert dig up the trail from him to the hospital. The security footage was obtained illegally. My expert has provided me with the evidence. According to her, the evidence is admissible in court by some kind of precedent.” I put a jump drive on the table, slid it towards him.
Wright didn’t touch it. He turned back to Amatucci. “Your evidence?”
Amatucci slid over a sheet of paper.
Wright’s gaze skimmed over it quickly, his eyebrows raising as he got to the end. “And you’re sure you want to go this route? Errington’s got deep pockets and a long reach.”
Amatucci nodded.
I spoke up. “I don’t know what’s on that paper, but I’ll throw my weight behind it if it’s against Errington personally. Ms. Chase was out of her mind terrified of him. She’s lost most of her memory from that night that can be attested to by at least three Amatuccis.”
Wright scooped up the flash drive, added it to the paper. “What are the charges against the younger Cavendish?” He turned to his computer.
“Assault, battery, public intoxication, destruction of private property, lewd misconduct,” Amatucci reeled off.
Both Wright and I looked at him.
He shrugged. “Everett Cavendish is the reason Willow ended up in the hospital anyway. He attempted to touch my sister without her permission. Willow stopped that attack. In doing so, Cavendish stumbled into the table. It fell against her. Cavendish then proceeded to fall into the table that had crushed Willow. Her legs suffered extensive bruising. Her ability to walk has been impaired. She also suffered a concussion, scalp contusion, and frequent loss of consciousness.” Amatucci’s words were clipped, anger deepened the fire of his low voice.
Wright’s blue eyes widened. “And his father wants these charges dropped why?”
“According to the conversation with the older Cavendish, Everett won’t get to go to Harvard if he’s charged with all of this,” I said. The idiot was lucky he wasn’t fish food at the moment.
Wright shook his head. “And you’re bringing this all to me out of the goodness of your hearts?”
Amatucci laughed. “You know I don’t have any goodness in my heart, Wright. But I want him punished. If it hadn’t been Willow and Tali, it would have been someone else’s sister, daughter, friend. That behavior isn’t tolerated in my club.”
Wright’s brows rose. “Cavendish did all this in Chaos?”
Amatucci nodded. Pulled a flash drive from his briefcase. “Security camera footage.” He set it on Wright’s desk with great care. “He doesn’t slip the leash this time, Jerrod.” His voice was steel.
Wright nodded. “Everett has been in and out of here for all kinds of petty shit. His daddy usually buys off the plaintiff. If everything in your information checks out, I’ll prosecute him, Amatucci. You’ve got my word.”
Amatucci nodded.
Wright looked at me. “As to your involvement, Mr. Penn, this could open you and your company up to close scrutiny. Is that something you’re willing to have happen?”
I nodded immediately. “You can have anyone look through PennCorp. Since taking it from my father, it’s been on the up and up. Not a single shade of gray remains. I would ask, that if you do need to do an investigation, that a select few be entrusted with the information as I have a number of sensitive deals in the works.”
Wright nodded. “Of course. We’ll see if it gets to that level. Assuming everything you’ve told me is true and verifiable, I’m sure we can charge him without a lot of media craze.”
I snorted. Shot him a wry smile.
He had the grace to flush. “Right. Well, a media craze that hopefully dies down pretty quickly. How about that?”
“Better.”
Amatucci shifted in his seat. “I’ll sign an affidavit that Penn was working on my behest.