Duncan (The Protectors #3)(16)
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“Damn, there’s more of the bastards.” Adam walked out the front door next to Sid. Cameras flashed as video cameras started rolling, reporters falling all over themselves trying to get up close.
Sid’s eyes traveled the length of the yard; trucks with large satellite dishes lined the street. The VC Council had always had an open door policy. Anyone needing help could walk right up to their door, but this was ridiculous and it pissed him off.
Forgetting about wanting to look good in front of the cameras, his protective instinct for Pam surged to the surface. Where the f*ck were these douchebags during the height of children being adopted and turned for vampire blood? Now they show interest in Pam being a half-breed and pregnant, which could put her in danger, if it hadn’t already.
“You have exactly five minutes to remove yourselves from this property,” Sid called out, his eyes scanning every face.
“Is Pam Braxton here?” One reporter shouted as microphones pressed forward. “Can she give a statement on her condition and who the father is?”
Grinding his teeth, Sid took a step closer. “Don’t make me repeat myself.” His eyes focused on the * who ignored his orders before looking out over the crowd. “I really don’t like repeating myself.”
“Is the father one of the Warriors?” The man shouted over other reporters asking pretty much the same question, just rephrased.
Sid growled, grabbed the reporter’s shirt and picked him up to his face level. “Did I mention I don’t like repeating myself, Adam?”
“Yes, I believe you did.” Both Adam and Sid grinned, showing large fangs. The reporter Sid held paled, and the rest took a huge step back. “If they don’t start leaving, start hauling their asses off the property.”
Adam rubbed his hands together, eyeing a few who looked like they wanted to push their luck. “Yes, sir.”
With one arm, Sid took the sputtering reporter to the edge of the property, tossing him to the street. “Do not let me catch you anywhere near this place again.” With that warning, Sid turned to see Adam walking behind the rest of the group as they all made their way, without help, off the property.
“Did you get that?” The reporter asked his cameraman before turning back to Sid. “You will hear from my lawyer.”
“And you will hear from ours for trespassing,” Sid shot back without turning around. His eyes were on Sloan, Jared and Damon, who stood a few feet away watching.
“What?” Sid threw his arms out. “I didn’t bite, decapitate or kick anyone’s ass. I just escorted the * off the property. I asked politely for them to leave, but they didn’t heed the request, and I don’t like repeating myself.”
“He really doesn’t,” Jared agreed with a smirk. Sloan looked ready to kill something.
“Do I need to call in our lawyer?” Sloan growled, looking at all the cameras pointing at them from the street.
“Probably,” Sid replied, walking past them.
“Dammit, Sid.” Sloan grabbed his arm. “Don’t you have any control? I trusted you to take care of the problem.”
“And that’s what I did. I dealt with the problem. They put one of ours in danger, they deal with me. I’m nice until it’s time not to be nice. Those reporters just being here threatens Pam, who Duncan adores, and that just won’t do. You know I’m right.” Sid snapped his arm away. “And that f*cking reporter is still breathing, so that should tell you how much control I had.”
“I think our boy is growing up.” Jared shook his head, a grin tipping his lips as he watched Sid walk away.
“Shut the f*ck up, Kincaid.” Sloan slammed his way into the compound, his mood dark.
Chapter 7
Duncan couldn’t get back to his room fast enough. The thought of Pam disappearing again played in the back of his mind. He’d just got her back, and his every instinct shouted for him to hurry. Finally making it to the door, he pushed it open so fast Tessa jumped from the chair she was sitting in.
“Where is she?” he demanded, quickly sweeping the room before his darkening eyes landed back on Tessa.
“She’s getting a bath.” Tessa frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Feeling a little foolish, Duncan shut the door glancing at the bathroom. “Is she okay?”
“Well, she was until she saw that.” Tessa nodded toward the television.
Duncan looked at the television and saw reporters still surrounding the compound. The camera was going from a reporter back to Sloan, Jared and Damon who stood guard, still as stone. At least the volume was turned down. “Damn,” he cursed, grabbing the remote and clicking it off.
“She got upset and wanted to leave so she wouldn’t cause any more trouble for us, but I talked her into getting a bath and relaxing.” Tessa walked toward the door to leave. “She doesn’t have any clothes.”
“She wants me to take her to her old apartment tomorrow,” Duncan replied taking another glance at the bathroom. “She can pick up some stuff then.”
“They aren’t going to fit. She needs maternity clothes.” Tessa gave him a sympathetic pat on the arm.
Duncan ran his hand down his face. “I should have known that,” he sighed.
“Go easy on yourself, Duncan. Finding her was mind blowing enough, but her being pregnant has thrown everyone.” Tessa leaned closer. “She needs you more than ever now, so go to her. She’s been in there for a while.”