just stand by and let someone I love get hurt. I can’t just pretend none of this is happening, and as much as Chase is her brother, I don’t trust him to fix this.
“Babe, ain’t a man who can just ignore when my woman’s being threatened.”
“You’re not ignoring it, you’re just not going in all guns blazing, which is exactly what you’d do.”
She’s not wrong.
The door opens before I can say anything and Chase steps in with the other cop who was there the day I crashed—Cobi Mayson. I don’t like that fucker at all. He’s got shrewd eyes that see more than he should and he looks at me like I’m fucking scum.
“We’re wrapping things up,” Chase says and I feel a hint of relief. I want to get Amy somewhere she can relax and she can’t do that with half the police department on the front lawn.
“I think I know who did this.”
“Who?”
She takes a shaky breath and looks at her brother. “I was going to tell you, but then this happened. I was threatened by the guy we filed the report on, Cobi. The one who is harassing Natalie, from my group.”
I growl under my breath, my anger mounting.
“What happened?”
Her eyes slide toward me and I know I’m not going to like whatever is about to come out of her mouth.
“He was waiting for Natalie after we came back from the police station. To be honest, I thought she would have reported it. I should have made her.”
“What did that fucker do?” I demand.
“He was worked up. Made some stupid threats and left.”
I can tell by the twitch in her eye that they weren’t stupid, and that she was affected.
“You think he also sent the note?” Cobi asks.
She shrugs. “I don’t know. The timing is strange, and he was pretty pissed I was involved. I don’t want to say it was him, because I can’t know that for certain, but he’s the only person who has threatened me lately.”
“Tonight was an escalation. He’s moved from words to actions,” Cobi says. “You shouldn’t stay here tonight.”
“I’ll be here,” I tell him, and then give him a challenging look, daring him to say shit.
Cobi meets my gaze with one as hard as granite before he turns back to Amy. “I’d recommend a hotel room for tonight.”
“Shane’s here. I’ll be safe.”
“Ames, he could come back,” Chase says, and I growl at him. Why the fuck is he saying that?
“You trying to scare her?”
“No, I’m just telling her the reality of what we’re facing here. This guy could come back at any time. He’s clearly got a fucking screw loose.”
“Are you going to talk to him?” Amy asks.
“Yeah, we’ll head over now, see what he says.”
I could get him to talk in ten seconds. Just because I don’t enjoy torture doesn’t mean I don’t know how it works. I’ve seen Fury in action enough over the years. I also have an intimate knowledge of the human body and the stressors that affect it. I know how to make a person suffer and this fucker is going to suffer when I get my hands on him.
“I don’t know if it is him…”
“Let us worry about figuring that out,” Cobi says.
Chase moves over to her and kisses her head. “Hotel, Ames.”
She nods. “Okay.” I’m not surprised she relents; she looks exhausted. I get the feeling she’s saying what they want to hear so they’ll leave. I want them to leave too, so I can take care of my girl. “What about Natalie?”
“We’ll send a couple of officers over to her place to check on her.”
Chase hugs his sister and says something to her I can’t hear before he and Cobi leave.
“We don’t have to go to a hotel,” Amy says when we’re finally alone.
“You feel safer in a hotel?”
She shrugs. “I feel safe with you.”
“Amy…”
“I don’t know. I guess so.”
“Then we’ll go to a hotel. Go pack some shit.”
“What about you?”
“I’m fine with what I’ve got, babe.”
She disappears into the bedroom, and I scrub a hand over my face. Fuck, I want to wrap her in cotton wool and take her somewhere I can protect her. I fire off a text to Flash, telling him everything I know about the people involved. He’s not sure he can find anything out with such little information, but he promises to try. That’s all I can ask for.
When Amy comes out of the bedroom, a small overnight bag clutched in her hands, she looks tired.
I pull