fucking matter to you?”
“Because the reception nurse at Good Shepherd just called and woke me up. I figured I’d spread the love.” I plopped back down in my bed, scrubbed a hand over my face.
“Have you heard anything more from Wright or his team?” Domenico asked.
“Yeah. I got a call last night asking for access to my private and company phone records.”
He heaved a sigh. “Everything going to work out on your end?”
I snarled. “Just like I told Wright, my company is completely clean. My father was the one who did shady business. They can look at anything they want.”
“Ease back, man. I just wanted to make sure you were covered.”
I rolled my eyes, grimaced. “Sorry. I’m just fucking tired of having to answer for my father’s crimes.”
He laughed softly. “I knew of your father, but I didn’t have any dealings with him. I bet Pops did though.”
“Well, if you enjoy sordid drama, questionable ethics, and business deals that screw everyone but the big man himself, then enjoy your research.” I winced as I remembered who I was talking to. I sighed. “Do I need to apologize?”
“For speaking honestly? Never. My family doesn’t do traditional business, that’s true. But we’re honest, ethical, and dependable in those businesses.”
One of my brows raised. “Ethical? Really?”
He laughed again. “I said ethical. Not moral.”
I laughed. “Fair point. Any news on your end from Wright?”
He blew out a long breath. “No. I’m still waiting to hear from my contacts about how Errington found Will at the hospital at all. That’s the part that’s fucking up the flow right now.”
“You want me to ask around? I’m not on their board, but I’m friendly with a couple of the chiefs.”
A low rustling came over the line. “No. Not yet. Let’s keep that in reserve. If my end doesn’t pan out, we can try yours before I move on to more insistent means of communication.”
“Let me know.” I hung up. Scratching a hand down my chest, I figured I might as well get up and get the day going. I was a little surprised my alarm hadn’t woken me.
Until I remembered what day it was.
Fuck. My mouth pulled down at the edges as I mentally went through my day. I needed to set up a session with Synra. I was going to need the release by the end of this fucking day.
I pushed out of bed, stomped into the bathroom located at the far end of my room. I got the shower running as I did everything else. I stabbed the button to get the news on as I stepped into the glass shower that was bigger than most people’s dining rooms.
I’d just tipped my head to rinse my hair when I heard my name on the TV.
Breaking news: Business tycoon and resident billionaire, Ryker Penn, has been questioned by the DA’s office in conjunction with possible kidnapping charges. He was seen entering and leaving the DA’s office yesterday with the renowned Domenico, his personal attorney. No charges have been filed against Penn, but we’ll keep you up to date with the latest news.
I slapped the lever to shut off the water. Stormed out of the shower and straight to my bed where I’d left my phone. It rang as I was unlocking it.
“I swear if you’ve had something to do with this, I’ll—” Amatucci shouted.
“It wasn’t me. Why the fuck would I leak the story I’m trying to keep out of the press? I don’t need this kind of attention for PennCorp. Who on your end has loose lips?”
Amatucci made an animalistic growl. “No one in my business is stupid enough to speak to the press. Shit. Will. Stay close to your phone today, asshole.” He hung up on me.
I raced back to the bathroom, did a cursory rub down with a towel and moved to my closet to get dressed. I had my own fires to put out with this shitshow. I jammed my legs into my jeans, sat down and pulled on socks and tennis shoes. I elbowed on a shirt before I grabbed up my keys, my phone, and my tablet.
My later appointment could suck my dick at my appearance. I had bigger things to worry about than how my associates thought I should be dressed. Another reason being the boss was so good. It looked like I was going to make those visiting hours at Good Shepherd after all.
**
“You’re too skinny, baby,” my grandmother said. Her voice was so soft as to be