this excitement. And, to be honest, I don’t much like how you coming at her.”
Della stared Mia directly in the eyes. Nobody scared Mia, not even her own mother, but, for the first time ever, she felt fear.
“Let me tell you something. I’ve done my best to leave my heart on the doorstep. Know that if I didn’t, everybody in here without a Baker name would be dead.”
“So you gonna come into our house and threaten us?” Shadow roared. “You better watch how you coming at my sister.” He stood next to Mia.
All of the Baker Boys stepped closer also, and Killa said, “And you better watch how you coming at my mother!”
“Everybody calm down,” Della said, raising her hand. When everyone backed down a little, she addressed Mia. “Now that we measured everybody’s dick size, let’s talk about the matter at hand. Why would a phone get her excited if she didn’t have anything to do with the disappearance of the man it belongs to?” She looked coldly into Mia’s eyes.
“I think this is getting out of control,” Farah said under her breath.
“It’s been out of control,” she corrected Farah. “And I haven’t gotten a satisfactory answer. How did you get my son’s phone?”
Farah knew keeping his phone was a risky move, and now she had to answer for it. “I gotta sit down for a second,” she told everyone. “I’ve had a crazy day.” She sat on the white sofa and the smell of leather slapped her in the nose.
“Do what you must, just as long as when you get up, you telling me something I want to hear.”
Farah had to think quickly if she wanted to make it out of the situation alive. She knew the look in Della’s eyes was official and she would not take lightly to someone lying to her face. The tension in the room was thick, and Farah found it difficult to breathe.
From the couch she took two quick breaths and said, “I got the phone from Eleanor McClendon’s house. Knox was living there for a period, before he went missing.” She swallowed a gulp of air and observed everyone. “When me and Slade went over to see about Knox, I saw it on the table. To be honest, I didn’t know who the phone belonged to until now.”
“Why you take it?” Killa asked in disbelief.
“Slade was questioning her about Knox and, to be honest, her responses seemed off to me. So I took it to go through it later . . . to see what we could find.”
“Why didn’t you tell me that before?” Slade gritted his teeth.
“Things moved so fast, Slade. And I forgot to tell you that I took it, but you gotta understand that I didn’t know who it belonged to.”
“Yeah, right,” Killa said. Major put his hand on his shoulder to calm him down.
“I do love him,” she said angrily, “and I would never have kept this from him had I known. Why would I keep something from you this important, Slade? I know how hard you’ve been trying to find him. I even tried to support you in that search. You know that.”
Slade looked into her eyes, and an expression of hopefulness covered his face. He wanted to believe her, more than he wanted to be a Baker. After all, she was the love of his life. There wasn’t a bitch he could name, dead or alive, who ever rocked his heart the way Farah Cotton did. But the question remained, was she telling the truth? And, if not, why?
“All I can say is that I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I didn’t know. And then with my mother dying, and my sister going missing, there wasn’t enough time. Think about it. We went to Eleanor’s yesterday, and today your brother and my sister are being held for ransom. When was there time to look through the phone? A phone was and is the last thing on my fucking mind. Slade, I’ve lost everything today. I don’t want to lose you, too.”
“Did you say your mother died?” Slade approached the couch and sat next to her. The leather moaned under his weight. He grabbed her hands and held them in his. He was all man. He was all hers. “When this