Tempting Gray - Untouchables 02
right now, he refrained himself. God knows
he’d be chain smoking after this meeting.
    “Grayson, I urge you to use extreme caution. I
already upped up security at your house,” TJ said.
    “Tomorrow I’m going to set up and upgrade the
security system,” Vas said. He was good with technology: computers, software,
hacking. He always had a phone or some kind of device on him. Even now he kept
glancing down at his phone like he might miss something important. Gray didn’t
get it, maybe never would. He didn’t own a computer or any of that. What was
the point?
    “I tapped into some of our underground
resources. They say Domico went after Winston because he lost a bet. A big bet.
One so big his daddy would be awfully upset to hear about,” said Suzanne, their
liaison to narcs everywhere.
    “How much?” TJ asked.
    Suzanne answered, “Youngest boy loses
twenty-five million, gets scared and goes after the man he lost it to. Maybe he
thought he could get the money back.”
    And now they were both dead. What a shit-storm.
    They all talked around him, comparing and
questioning and hypothesizing about what would happen next. Grayson didn’t
care. He only half-listened as he stared at the navy blue carpet beneath his
feet. In his mind he was someplace else entirely. At the beach with warm water
lapping at his bare feet. If he thought about it hard enough he swore he could
feel the wet sand giving way beneath his weight, the coarse granules sliding
across the top of his feet. He conjured an image to mind of the ocean, standing
on the shore in the moonlight with only the water to keep him company.
    But the fragile fantasy broke apart with one
intruding thought— you’ve never been there . He’d seen water, lots of
water. Lakes, streams, or ponds did nothing to instill tranquility. And his
fantasy would always be just that. He would never stand on a beach with his shoes
off without any worries, without stress weighing him down. This was a fantasy
because it would never come true. At least he had no false hopes about his
life. He had a sick mate, getting sicker by the day it seemed, and he’d failed
on the job letting a client be murdered.
    “Also, according to my sources they know it was
Grayson who killed him,” Suzanne was still going on.
    Gray stood up and headed for the door. He was
done. Nothing important was happening here. He’d killed the kid and now the
Donato family wanted justice. There wasn’t anything Gray didn’t understand
about the situation. What he didn’t want was to sit here and listen to everyone’s
thoughts about it.
    “I’ll take care of it.”
    Grayson’s words silenced the room bringing all
eyes to him.
    “How do you plan to do that?” TJ asked.
    “They will find me. And I’ll kill them.”
    “Do you believe it will be that easy, Grayson?”
TJ’s expression remained unrevealing as always.
    “It doesn’t matter what I believe.”
    His comment only sparked more discussion. A throbbing
beat slammed against his temples. The only reprieve came when he closed his
eyes. There wouldn’t be any time for relaxing. Not anytime soon, maybe never.
    The phone on TJ’s desk rang. She answered. Then
Graham’s phone went off followed by Suzanne’s. Everyone answered and stiffed in
an almost comical way. It was the way someone looked after they’d just been
told bad news.
    TJ hung up the phone which clattered in the
receiver. Grayson watched pensively. Her hand trembled. As his mind took in
everyone’s reactions to the phone calls a disquieting silence filled the room.
    “Grayson…” His boss, his ever stoic and
intelligent boss was the only one who could meet his gaze.
    “What happened?” he asked.
    “It’s Anita—”
    He flew from the room. Voices shouted after him.
He didn’t slow. He made it to his SUV and sped home at dangerous speeds. Cars
narrowly moved out of the way as he honked and weaved his way in and out of
traffic. The normal thirty-odd minute drive was done in half

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