The headline made Skye’s head spin-Titan Executives Charged With Smuggling.
“This isn’t happening,” she whispered as she began to read.
The article was light on facts, but heavy on speculation. Apparently the shipping division of Titan World Enterprises was under investigation. Not only had company employees been charged with bribing foreign officials, they’d brought in ships with illegal cargo.
Manifests had been forged. What was supposed to be simple manufacturing parts turned out to be guns and ammunition. Jed Titan was being accused of being a gunrunner.
“This is bad,” Izzy said. “They’re hinting at treason.”
“It’s bad,” Skye agreed, knowing Garth was behind this. She’d worried about what the next attack would be and here it was.
“Jed could go to jail,” Izzy said.
Skye put down the paper. “If he’s charged with treason, there’s no way he’s getting out of this one, and going to jail will be the least of his problems.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
MITCH WAITED THREE days before trying to see Skye. He knew she was feeling hurt and betrayed, but as much he wanted to make things right with her, he knew first he had to give her time. There was no excuse for what he’d done but there was an explanation. One he would have to tell her-not that he could make her listen.
Even though Garth had come to see him and had asked Mitch to spy on the family, he hadn’t fully understood how serious the other man was about his campaign. Garth would do anything to bring down the Titans. Hurt anyone. Even Skye and Erin. Mitch had to make sure that didn’t happen.
He waited until he knew the school bus had been by. He still had to come to terms with Erin, but dealing with her would be a whole lot easier after he’d talked to Skye. At least that was the theory.
He drove over to Glory’s Gate and was relieved to see her car by the back door. He got out of his truck and started toward the house. The back door banged open and Skye appeared at the top of the stairs, a shotgun in her arms.
“Don’t even think about it,” she called as she walked down the two stairs and approached him. “You’re not welcome here.”
She looked amazing, her long red hair blowing in the breeze. She’d dressed for work in a skirt and fancy blouse. He assumed there was a suit jacket somewhere but she hadn’t put it on yet. Still, the combination of conservative clothes and the shotgun was more of a turn-on than he would have expected.
“We have to talk,” he told her.
“We don’t have to do anything. You’re not welcome here.”
“Skye, I know you’re pissed.”
She shifted the gun and raised it to her shoulder, then sighted down the barrel. “Pissed doesn’t come close, Mitch. I trusted you. I came to you as a friend and you were working for Garth the whole time.”
“It was more like fifteen minutes. I didn’t tell him anything.”
“And that makes it okay? The fact that you didn’t do actual damage? I don’t think so.”
He could feel her fury and see the fire in her eyes. She was incredibly beautiful-that hadn’t changed but every now and then he got a reminder.
“Get your butt off my land,” she said forcefully.
“This isn’t 1840 and I’m not here to rustle cattle.”
“That doesn’t make you any less a criminal.”
He looked at her. “I’m sorry. I was wrong. Garth showed up right after I found out about Erin. I was angry and I wanted you punished.”
“For not keeping a child who wasn’t yours from you?”
“Yeah, I know. When you put it like that, it doesn’t make sense.”
“It never made sense.” She set down the rifle. “Dammit, Mitch, I wouldn’t have kept your kid from you. You should know that and me. You should have trusted me.”
She was softening. “I needed an attitude adjustment.”
“You needed a lot more than that.”
He moved a little closer. She raised her hand.
“Stay back,” she said.
“I was confused,” he told her, knowing it was the truth. “I’d just lost my leg, I was angry and I needed…”
“Someone to punish.”
He nodded. “I’m not proud of what I did. It’s not who I am. You know that, Skye.”
She swallowed. “Why didn’t you know I wouldn’t keep Erin from you?”
“Because it wasn’t about that. I wanted her to be mine because I wanted something good in my life.”
“You have the ranch and Fidela and Arturo.”
“It didn’t seem like enough. If she was mine, then I had something to live for.”
He walked toward her. He kept moving until her hand was pressed against his chest.
“You’re going to have to shoot me,” he told her. “I’m not leaving.”
He looked into her eyes. “Please let me in, Skye.”
She turned and went into the house. He followed her.
“I’m sorry about Garth,” he said as she sat at the round table and picked up a cup of coffee. “I didn’t know he was that serious. I saw the article in the paper.”
“Jed could be charged with treason. This
Mitch poured himself a cup of coffee and settled across from her. “Garth is playing hardball. I’m sorry about the party. I didn’t know he was going to pull something like that.”
She sighed. “Honestly, in comparison to finding out you were working with him the fallout from the party was nearly manageable. I’ve spoken with some press people. I can’t tell them the truth, so we’re saying it was a frat stunt. The police are investigating, but because I told them it was Garth and he’s such a powerhouse in the community, they now think I’m hysterical. Or that I want him punished because he wouldn’t go out with me or something. Dana’s trying to find out something on her own, but Garth is good. I doubt he left anything for her to find.”
“I could ask around.”
“Uh-huh. Because I’d believe you.”
“I’m not working for Garth.”
“You were.”
“I didn’t do anything.” He leaned toward her. “You have to accept my apology.”
“Number one, I don’t. Number two, you haven’t apologized.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Great.”
“You’re not going to forgive me?”
“Not anytime soon.”
This tough Skye was more like the woman he knew. “Want to punch me in the arm?”
“Can I use a hammer?”
“No.”
“Then I’m not that interested. Maybe later.”
“Can I do anything to help?”
She hesitated. He could see she wanted to say yes, and for now, that was enough.
“I’ll ask again later,” he told her.
Her mouth twisted. “Don’t be nice, Mitch. It’s more than I can deal with right now.”
