Sweet Surrender (Sweet #1)(55)

“I don’t like lying to her,” he said through gritted teeth. “Not about something like this.”

“But you’ll lie to her about everything else,” Nathan pointed out with a scowl.

Gray’s fingers curled into fists. “I did what I had to do to find the man responsible for murdering a cop. That bastard killed my partner. I had a responsibility to do whatever was necessary to bring him to justice. I didn’t like deceiving any of you, and I don’t want to lie to Faith any more than I already have. I…”

“You what?” Connor demanded.

He ignored Connor and looked Pop in the eye. “I care about your daughter. I’ve tried my best not to. I’ve tried to stay away from her. I’m the reason she took this damn vacation. I upset her, and now it’s time for me to make things right. I can’t make it right if I’m stuck lying to her some more.”

Pop didn’t so much as flinch. He met Gray’s stare with a steady gaze. “You can make it right when the bastard who is threatening her is behind bars. There’s no sense upsetting her needlessly. Her mother has caused her enough grief. If she knows what her fool mother has done, you won’t be able to keep her away from here. She’ll worry that Celia is in trouble. It could be days before we catch this guy. There’s no sense in having her worried sick the entire time.”

“I don’t like it,” Gray said.

“I’m not that crazy about it either,” Connor muttered. Gray noticed the sideways glance Connor threw at Pop.

“She’s not a child,” Gray pointed out.

“You didn’t seem to have any problems keeping the truth from her when it suited your purpose,” Pop said, anger rising in his voice again.

Gray looked up at the ceiling in frustration. They were wasting so much valuable time in a ridiculous pissing match. He needed to find Faith and make sure she was protected. He returned his gaze to Pop. “Look, when I got here, I had no idea if Faith was innocent or not. How was I supposed to? For all I knew, she was completely aware of her mother’s situation. I didn’t know Faith. I had to treat her like any other potential suspect. I know now that she’s not involved, and I don’t like lying to her any more than I already have.”

“And I don’t want her hurt,” Pop said quietly. “She’s my daughter. I love her. If I can keep the knowledge that her mother was willing to allow her latest boyfriend to harm her own daughter over money, then by God I will.”

Gray closed his eyes. “All right. Fine.”

What an impossible situation. His mind raced to find a way to make everything work. How was he supposed to just show up, crash Faith’s vacation and act like he didn’t have an ulterior motive for being there? He doubted she’d be overjoyed to see him. He imagined being able to level with her but instead he’d be going to her with more deceit.

But everything else would have to be real. He’d have to show her what was real. And what was real was his attraction to her, his need to see if they had any shot at the kind of relationship they both wanted.

Could he pull that off as the real reason for tracking her down? That part wouldn’t be a lie. He’d very much wanted to level with her and then pursue this thing between them. Only now, he’d have to go about it bass-ackwards. Pursue, then level.

Hell.

CHAPTER 27

The office building resembled the monthly meeting of the SWAT team just an hour later. Policemen, friends of Pop’s, littered the offices of Malone’s, and the buzz of a dozen different conversations reverberated through the building. Amid the chaos Micah walked cautiously in, a bewildered expression on his face.

“What the f**k is going on?” he asked from the doorway of Pop’s office.

All four men turned around, their cell phones to their ears. Pop tossed his aside. “Do you know where Faith is?” he demanded.

A peculiar look crossed Micah’s face. “Uh, why do you ask? What’s going on?”

Gray rose and walked over to where Micah stood. “If you know where she is, tell me. She’s in a lot of danger.”

Micah’s gaze sharpened. He lowered his voice so only Gray would hear. “She’s at Damon’s beach house.”

“Who the f**k is Damon?” Gray growled.

“He’s the manager of The House, the guy who set Faith up to visit. You probably saw him when you went to get her.”

“Yeah, I saw him,” Gray muttered. What the hell was she doing with the sex club guy?

“She’s alone,” Micah said as if reading Gray’s thoughts.

“Would you two care to share with the rest of us?” Connor demanded. “Micah, if you know where Faith is, then you better spill it.”

“I know where she is. Now who’s going to tell me why our office looks like a policemen’s union meeting and what that has to do with Faith being in danger?”

Gray quickly related the story to Micah. Micah frowned and glanced over at Gray. “So all this time you were jacking us around?”

Gray sighed. “I had a job to do, man. You were a cop. You understand.”

A dull shadow crossed Micah’s eyes. “Yeah, I do.”

A commotion in the hall had them all looking up. A few seconds later, Mick came barreling past several policemen. He hadn’t shaven in at least a week, and he looked like hell.