“Her company is on the list we’ve been watching. Our money has been disappearing from the firm and three of the transfers were made to her company.” He announced watching Daman take a seat across from him.
“Do you have any idea who? Damn, I knew I should have done the checks myself!”
“Why didn’t you do the background checks?” Cole asked, looking up.
“Granger said he had the contacts and he could have it done by the next day.” Daman stood as Cole did when Logan brought Jasmine into the room. He placed her on the couch next to him. Her gaze flew around the room.
“Okay, I know you were talking about me, so spill it,” she glared at him, then at his father.
“Don’t you look at me like that. Why didn’t you tell us about your company? Why all the secrets?” Cole asked.
“I told you and mom I was going to start my own business. You both said go for it, just finish school. Well, I finished school and set up my business. As far as my relationships, they were not your business. I’m old enough to make my own decisions, so you have no right being mad at Daman.”
R.D. reached over and turned her so he could brush her hair. She had beautiful long thick brown hair, with blonde highlights. “We were discussing a problem we’ve been having at the firm. It seems someone has been wiring our money to other companies. We don’t have access to these companies yet to see where the money is going.”
She glanced over her shoulder at him. “How big of a withdrawal from your firm? If they were big enough your account should have seen it? But if they were in small increments, that would be a problem. So what does that have to do…You mean someone has been giving me your money?”
Jasmine went to jump up again, but R.D. was ready for it and wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her still.
“You have to stop doing that. I told you right now your body is changing and you are not going to be able to walk for a little while,” he grumbled, and placed her onto his lap, holding her tight.
“How much?” she asked tears streamed down her cheeks. “Never mind it doesn’t matter, they can shut me down now.” Frowning she looked back at him then at Logan. “What is the name of your firm?”
R.D. didn’t like the way this was going, not one bit. “O.S.M. Inc. or Old Senile Madox, my grandfather’s joke.”
Her hiss had him cussing. R.D. should have known something else was going on. “What?” He asked her as Logan slid in next to her, taking her hand and squeezing it.
“What’s going on Jasmine?” his brother asked again, and reached up, wiping the tear that rolled down her check. Behind them her mother came into the room, looking at Jasmine, and frowned.
“What happened?” she asked.
“O.S.M. has been trying to close me down for about two years now. At first they wanted to buy my company and I told them no, that’s when things got a little nasty. I’ve had two federal agents show up in the first year after I said no, going through my books, but they didn’t find a thing. That’s when that asshole, Jared whatever his name is, called to gloat about the federal audits. He knew and then he proceeded to tell me they would get worse if I didn’t sell to him. Well I told him to kiss my fat ass and hung up the phone, the stupid ass. I’ve kept daily logs, everything was written down just to cover me, but now this…” she slumped against him.
“Why R.D. did you guys want my little company so badly?” she whispered as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Oh Princess, we had no idea, I promise you,” Logan said leaning in and wiping her tears away, placing kisses all over her face.
“Well at least we know one of the people behind all of this. Now we need to figure out why and how big this is.” R.D. rubbed Jasmine’s back. “But baby, you have nothing to worry about. Do you know the name of the guy who did the audit, because he has to be connected to this somehow?”
“I scanned his business card into my laptop along with the papers he gave me. But he could be innocent maybe hearing a tip or something? I just hate to cause anyone trouble when they don’t know anything,” she looked at him.
“Do you really think we can straighten this out before my other clients hear about it? I’ve worked so hard on keeping my nose clean with all the Wall Street crap going on. I wanted a place where individuals could come and trust me.”
“I promise we’ll get this all cleared up, but first I believe you need to eat some breakfast. Come,” R.D. lifted her up into his arms just as one of his father’s guards came into the house.
“We have visitors at the front gates wanting to come in and speak with Miss Jasmine,” Hank announced.
“Oh my God, they’re going to take me away and lock me up,” Jasmine squeaked, her fear had his wolf growling and needing to protect his mate.
“No one is going to touch you, Baby. Hank, let them in. Logan, get Grandfather here now, he’ll be able to help us. He knows most of the contacts in the Bureau,” R.D. placed Jasmine in Logan’s lap and moved toward Hank.
“Daman, find out whatever you can on Granger and Jared. I want that file in my hands in two hours. And Daman, I’m counting on you.”
Just as the two men, Hank and Daman were about to leave, the interior alarms started to go off in the west wing of house, the same place where Jasmine’s bedroom was located.
Chapter Five
One minute she was sitting in Logan’s lap, the next he
