The Family Cross by Gabrielle Ash

The Family Cross by Gabrielle Ash

Author:Gabrielle Ash [Ash, Gabrielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-64898-061-9
Publisher: City Owl Press


Twenty-Four

After realizing I’d left Rolf in my father’s office, I almost hyperventilated. If Samson hadn’t forced me off the elevator, I would’ve gone straight back to the forty-sixth floor and spoiled everything.

“If we go in guns blazing now, we might get Rolf, but we’ll lose whoever bought your contract and everyone will find out what’s going on.” He pushed me through the lobby of the Ashby Building with a hand on my lower back. Thank goodness Tiffany didn’t work on the weekends. “Let’s wait. Be smart.”

“Wouldn’t the person he’s impersonating be the one who hired him?” My lungs burned from all my frantic breaths. I whirled around and poked him in the chest. Hard. “Ever think about that?”

“Maybe. Or maybe he ate someone who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. But if we spook him now, we’ll never know.” Samson put his hands on my biceps, grip tight. “Thanks to Vee, we’ve got an advantage we won’t get again. And if I kill Rolf, there’s always the chance Frank sends something much worse…especially since he undoubtedly knows I’m helping you by now.”

“What could possibly be worse?” My voice cracked.

“A lot.” Samson’s eyes filled with ruptured blood vessels sent a tremor down my arms. While they’d improved in the past days, they were a stark reminder of what he could do. “It could get so much worse. Please…trust me. Let’s leave Rolf for now and make a plan to get everyone at once.”

I didn’t want to, but I conceded. He was right. We had to be smart.

“Who was left in the office?” Samson asked once we were safely tucked away in the car.

“My father. Gerard.” Saying Gerard’s name pulled fresh tears from my ducts. I couldn’t stand it if the person who bought my death was Gerard. I just couldn’t. “My father’s lawyer, William, and my father’s assistant, Blair.”

Samson whipped out of the parking spot and weaved through the garage.

“Rolf’s not pretending to be your dad. I know that.” That’s right. They shook hands. Samson drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and pulled out into the street. “The lawyer walked right by me when he hopped off the elevator. It wasn’t him.”

That left Gerard and Blair.

“I was right next to Gerard.” My voice, small and weak, barely reached my ears. Why was I such a baby? Would it kill me to have a spine just this once?

“When did you start smelling the fae?”

When I stood beside Gerard. I couldn’t say it. My silence must’ve answered his question.

“All right.” Samson cleared his throat and looked over at me as he made a turn—heading home. “So your dad’s dying. The brother that got the company might be working with Rolf or got eaten by him. Or it could be the assistant. Anything else?”

“I’m meeting with my father and his lawyer on Monday.” There wasn’t a single part of me that didn’t want to give up. “And he’s announcing this news to the public at a party at the Horseshoe Club on Friday.



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