Harvey saw Paddy in the distance, leaning up against his car and smirking.
“Hey, brother. I thought you were never going to leave your love nest.”
“I wasn’t in a love nest, you asshole.”
“But you’re tucked away with someone, aren’t you? Who is it? Go on, tell me.”
“You’ll meet her when she’s ready to meet you.”
“Why isn’t she ready to meet me?” Paddy stood straight with his hand pressed against his chest. “Are you ashamed of me, brother?”
“Yes,” Harvey said dryly, “I’m ashamed of you, which is why I’m not going to introduce you to her until you straighten up your act.”
“What have I done to deserve such hatred from my big brother, the one I’ve always looked up to, who I’ve always loved the most?”
“You’re so full of shit,” Harvey told him. “Now, I asked you to come in with me so that I didn’t go too far in front of witnesses.”
“Shit, should I have brought my brass knuckles with me?” Paddy asked.
“Please tell me you don’t have brass knuckles.”
Harvey thought he was joking, but with Paddy, you could never be too sure.
“I don’t have brass knuckles,” Paddy repeated.
“Just help me figure out if this asshole is lying. You’re good at that.”
Paddy was good at reading people. Which was the other reason Harvey wanted him with him.
He didn’t like leaving Lily to come do this, so he’d waited until she was asleep. His only real concern was that she’d have a nightmare while he wasn’t there. But she hadn’t had one the last two nights.
And honestly, things were starting to get a little bit strained between them, especially at night when he went to bed on the floor.
The urge to climb up and in with her was so strong that he found himself having to take a cold shower before bed.
She wasn’t ready for that, and he wouldn’t be taking things further until she agreed to be his.
Which she was going to do. He was certain of that.
So, getting out of the cabin was probably a good idea, for both of their sakes.
And he had the camera feeds all set up on his phone, along with the alarms. One of his guys was outside, just to make sure she was completely safe.
Harvey knew that in order to ensure her safety, he had to get some answers.
“I’m on it,” Paddy said in a rare display of seriousness.
They headed into the small reception area of the clinic. This place looked expensive. How the hell was this doctor affording this if he didn’t have many patients?
He’d had someone observing the clinic for days, and it was very rare for patients to go in and out. Paddy hadn’t been able to find out anything more about what this clinic did or the doctor.
He seemed to be a workaholic. He went home late at night to his house and returned around midday. Which were quite strange hours for a doctor to keep.
As soon as they entered the reception area, a young-looking receptionist glanced over at them. Her smile faded slightly.
“Hello. Can I help you?”
“We’d like to speak to Doctor Wallace, please,” he said to her in a firm voice.