confusion. Her job will be to follow Angelique and promptly report to me , not you , her whereabouts. I’ll put it in writing that this is for the sole purpose of finding Sebastian. That way, there’s no question about our motive.” Vincent took the papers back from Tyler. “Let me fill in the blanks before she gets here.”
“…And add that if she spots Sebastian, she’s to report that to us as well.” Tyler realized that, while Carrie knew what Angelique looked like, she wouldn’t be able to identify Sebastian without a photo. “Do any of you guys have a picture of our father?” He’d hate to have to run home and dig through boxes to find one. They didn’t have that kind of time, nor did he think Carrie would wait around for his return.
“I do,” offered Jacob. He still had the pictures he’d downloaded for his proposal to Emma. “I’ll be right back.” He turned and jogged up the hallway to his office.
Vincent went back out to his secretary’s computer and began filling out the job description. In his gut, he knew two things: Angelique would refuse to talk, unless they cornered her, and if Carrie led Tyler to their father, he’d snap. An army wouldn’t be able to stop him. Though he remembered Sebastian, and it’d saddened him horribly when his parents’ died, Vincent knew he hadn’t gone through nearly as much as Tyler. Being the oldest, he’d had to fill their shoes for everything, from provider to nurturer. If that wasn’t enough, Tyler had acted as the gatekeeper to the painful past for seventeen years. Their father had definitely, and it seems willingly, dropped the ball. Who does that ?
Because Vincent was an attorney, he’d been conditioned to listen to both sides of every story, but even he was struggling with this one. He couldn’t fathom an acceptable reason for why they’d been abandoned, nor why his mother had killed herself. Vincent remembered her as being strong and dedicated to her family. Certainly an affair wouldn’t have been enough to cause her to leave her children behind.
Just when Vincent thought the treacherous road they’d been forced upon was finally coming to an end, they were being led down another one. They definitely could have used some help from their father during their many struggles. What really got to him was that the shooting and fire were publicly broadcasted, even disclosing where Jacob was hospitalized, and yet, Sebastian decided to remain in hiding. Even if he was incapacitated in some way, he could have gotten word to them.
“Vin,” Sean called out, interrupting his deep thoughts. He was probably there to tell him Carrie had arrived and he hadn’t typed a thing yet. Damn.
“Yeah?” Vincent quickly began filling in the information.
“Security just called. You’d better get in here.” Sean turned and walked back into Vincent’s office.
“Hang on a sec. Carrie’s here?” He called out to his brother, but Sean was already gone.
Vincent left the program open, got up, and poked his head into his office. “Where is she?”
“It’s not Carrie. Angelique Barns is being escorted up to Tyler’s office right now.” Sean swallowed hard.
Vincent dropped into the chair as his legs turned to putty. When he saw Tyler spring to his feet, Vincent peeled off his suit jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and readied himself, just in case he had to help wrestle his brother to the floor again. Part of him wanted to head Angelique off at the elevator and make her leave.
“Tyler, hold it right there!” Vincent grabbed at his arm, to no avail. His brother was strong and determined, quickly pulling free from his grasp and leaving the office. Vincent ran out behind him. He knew that Tyler was planning to ambush the woman the second she stepped onto the twelfth floor. Thankfully Sean intercepted him, opened Tyler’s office door, and shoved him inside. The rest of the group followed.
“You sit right here, Tyler!” Sean pushed him into his desk