Page 117 of Take My Kiss
“Good, I’m gonna add Maddox quickly, then I can update y’all.”
Maddox picks up, looking exhausted, or maybe it’s annoyance.
“Hey.” He nods.
“You okay?”
“Mhm.”
I stifle a laugh at his obvious lie. I’m guessing his shitty mood has to do with Sienna, but he’ll talk about it when he’s ready.
“Well anyway, we found the stalker, and you’re never gonna believe who it was.”
I explain the situation from the very beginning and everything Samuel told us. From their childhood, to their mom faking his death, and to her wanting Amelia’s trust fund.
“Fuck off, you’re lyin’,” Wilder spits out.
“I swear.”
“So, we need to deal with their mother now?” Maddox asks.
“Yep, and that’s where you come in.”
“I’ll see if my dad can dig up some dirt on her for extra leverage.”
“That’s what I was thinkin’. She might be able to talk her way out of plottin’ and payin’ off people to keep her secret ’bout Samuel and accuse him of actin’ alone, but if she had no problem doin’ that in the first place, there’s gotta be other things she’s done that can’t be so easily explained if they got out.”
“I’m on it.” Maddox nods. “And if nothin’ shows up, I can handle her myself privately. Guaranteed she won’t bother Amelia after that.”
“Not sure you should be tellin’ me that.”
Wilder bursts out laughing. “I say we let him do that regardless of what he finds.”
“No.” I scowl. “But I’m thinkin’ Maddox should go with her when she goes to their house or be close by in the event she needs him to step in. She doesn’t want her mom knowin’ ’bout me so she can’t use me as bait to blackmail her.”
“Wait, does that mean you two are finally admittin’ y’all together?” Wilder perks up.
I sigh, nodding. “Yes, we are.”
He laughs. “Y’all weren’t foolin’ us. We all knew it.”
“Amelia wants to tell Delilah herself, so don’t say a word.”
Wilder glances to the side, grinning. Delilah’s probably listening.
“Sure, my lips are sealed.”
“Mhm. Anyway, we gotta come up with a strategy so she can face her mom and make sure she gets her trust fund without fear of retaliation.”
“I’ll look into her finances and see what I can find,” Maddox says. “People like her tend to have plenty of skeletons in their closet, and luckily, I know how to find ’em. But if nothin’ shows up, I’ll dig into her call records and tap into her phone.”
I don’t even want to know how he gets access to that stuff. The less he tells me, the easier it is for me to plead the fifth on the court stand.
“Just promise me you won’t confront her mom until we have a plan.”
“I won’t. But I need you to text me her full name and address.”
“Sure, I’ll get it from Amelia and send it.”
