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Loyal wraps his arm around me, pulling me in close.
“I can file an emergency injunction. I could get it in front of a judge tomorrow, but I would need proof that he has been harassing you.”
“My boss and coworker can attest that he has shown up at my work and made threats,” I say.
“Billy once made threats at a tire shop I was at. I can probably get the footage. He included Sami in those threats,” Loyal adds.
I look over at him and frown. He gives me an apologetic look. He told me about the visit, but not what was said.
Always trying to protect me, but sometimes I need to know.
“Anything else?” he asks.
“As much as I want to leave Farrah out of it, she would be able to give some information. Maybe texts from him if he’s made any?” I ask.
“Mr. Wilson would be a witness too. He has been there every single time Billy has made a scene at the house. The old codger is always sitting on his porch when drama is going down,” Loyal mutters.
“I’m thankful for that. Having him watching has always made me feel safe,” I whisper to him.
“I better send him a damn cake then.”
“Okay, this is great. I have a lot to work with. He has made threats toward you. Tonight proves there could be a case for domestic violence. If not physical, verbal for sure. Ignoring the court order and speaking to you outside of the app is another mark against him. We will bring that up when we go to court. I have all I need right now. If you could get me that tape and any evidence, it would be beneficial, but I have enough to request the temporary protection order right now. Especially once I get the arrest report from the police station and request the body cam footage from the evening in question.” Mr. Granger stands, holding out his hand.
I stand and shake it before Loyal does the same.
“Thank you. I am so sorry this has turned into such a mess, but I appreciate you still working with us.”
“Nonsense. This is my job. You aren’t even the worst case I’ve ever had. Someone needs to teach these pompous assholes andKarens that they don’t always get their way. I always take the underdog’s case. I never want to help them get beat down even further.”
I smile at the kind older gentleman. “We appreciate you looking out for the underdog then. Until next time.”
“I’ll be in touch.”
As we leave, I can’t help but let out an aggravated growl.
“What’s wrong? How can I fix it?”
“I wish the court date was tomorrow. Right now, actually. I don’t know how I am going to send her to his house and not worry the entire time she is gone. What am I going to do?”
He hugs me to his side. “I don’t know, but I’m going to figure it out. You haven’t officially met Dex, but he is a tech wizard. I’ll call him and see what we can do.”
I nod. “Thank you. For everything. For loving me. For being you.”
He leans down and kisses me. “You don’t have to thank me. It is entirely my pleasure taking care of you.”
I didn’t like leaving Sami and Farrah at the house by themselves, but my woman is worried, and I can’t have that. So, while Happy is on watch without their knowledge, I’m at the clubhouse ready to petition Savage for whatever sketchy shit we can to keep them safe. I can’t kill him, but I can make his life difficult so he can no longer hurt them.
“What are you doing here?” Savage asks as I walk into his office.
“I need solutions. My girls are scared to death, and I don’t know how to help them. If Farrah didn’t love the guy and his murder wouldn’t be pinned on me, he would already be gone, but here we are. I need a way to eliminate the threat without eliminating him for good. Prison? Break his legs and arms, making him bedridden? I don’t know, man, but something has to give.”
My leg bounces as I wait for his response. He doesn’t speak right away. Instead, he picks up his phone and types out a message.
Moments later the door opens and Dex steps in.
“We need advice,” Savage tells him.
“What’s going on?” Dex asks, using an antibacterial wipe to wipe down the chair before he sits.
