Page 87 of Hold Back
KIT
Kit laughed.The sound harsh in the silence of the cabin. Not because it was funny. Because it wasn’t.
Tony? His brother.
“No.”
Because it was impossible. His brother loved him.
"No, you've got this all wrong."
Everyone stayed silent.
“Tony wouldn’t do that. He’s my brother. He wouldn’t do that to me. Angel…whatever, they got it wrong.”
Mo and Jace stared back at him.
“I’m sorry,” Mo started. “This has been verified?—”
Kit turned frantically to Red. His Daddy was the one person who wouldn’t lie to him.
"Tell them, Daddy…Red. You know Tony. He wouldn’t do this."
Red squeezed his hand, but he didn’t give the answer Kit desperately wanted to hear. That’s when Kit started to understand.
This nightmare was real.
“You don’t just come in here and blow up my life—again—without proof. You can’t accuse my brother of something so horrible without proof.”
“Kit,” Red started.
Kit yanked his hand away. He recognized that tone. He wasn’t going to get the reassurance he needed. Red was going to tell him his brother who’d brought him up had betrayed him.
Mo took a deep breath. “Craig brought Tony to CDR. He denied it at first but finally he admitted everything. The club was struggling. Tony has run out of money. Making an insurance claim would save the club and Tony’s presidency.”
Kit shook his head. “No, no, no, we have plenty of money. Our parents were millionaires.”
Out of the corner of his eye, he was aware of the stunned expression on Red’s face. Yeah, no one in the club knew that. Tony had insisted that Kit kept it quiet and he’d never told anyone, not even when Red asked.
“We’ve checked his financials. All his accounts are empty, the club’s accounts are heavily overdrawn, and he’s maxed out on credit cards.”
Kit stared. “This has to be a huge mistake.”
“I’m sorry, Kit. We think he planned this as a way of getting out of debt. He could walk away from the club and start again elsewhere.”
“How do you know this wasn’t real.”
Mo licked his lips. “There’s one more thing.”
“Tell me,” Kit snarled.
“There are one set of accounts he couldn’t touch yet.”
The words were careful, Mo’s regard intense. Kit knew he was missing something, but he couldn’t work out what it was. Then it hit him and his jaw dropped.
“You mean?—?”
“Yes, the only money left untouched was in your accounts. He couldn’t take your money. And he tried. We have proof of that.”
