The sound of glass breaking caught their attention.
They both sat up. Leo placed his finger over his lips and then stepped into his jeans. Hank did the same thing.
“Call Max,” Hank said to him. The footsteps got closer and they looked around the room for a weapon of some sort.
“There,” Leo whispered next to Hank. Hank saw the thick wooden walking stick. It was one that Carpezi Lynch made and sold at the local fairs. It was solid and would have to do as a weapon.
The door began to creep open and Leo pulled it all the way open, shocking Bentley and catching him off guard. He swung his head toward them and then back to the bed. He looked like some crazy man.
Leo’s heart was racing. Bentley, the guy that hurt Adel, the one they saw in the pictures Max showed them, and he was pointing a gun.
“No!” Leo yelled out as he shoved Bentley to the side, giving Hank the opportunity to strike him with the stick.
The gun went off, once, twice as Hank hit Bentley’s hands, making the gun fall to the floor. Leo decked him in the nose and then Hank began to strike him.
Leo could hear Adel screaming as the lights illuminated the room. He had to pull Hank off of Bentley as his brother beat the crap out of the man.
“Oh God, Will’s shot,” Adel screamed and Leo looked up to see the blood on the pillow right above Will’s shoulder.
“I’m okay. It’s just a scratch,” he said, placing his hand over his shoulder.
Leo reached for the cell phone and dialed 911 for an ambulance and asked for the sheriff to be notified about an intruder breaking in.
“Oh my God, Bentley. Is he alive?” she asked as she held onto Leo, placing a shirt over his wound trying to stop the bleeding.
“I fucking hope so,” Hank said and as he stood up, his fists were bloody and cracked open.
“It doesn’t matter. He’s going to jail for a very long time. His lawyers won’t be able to post bail for him this time,” Leo said then reached over and caressed Adel’s tears away from her cheeks.
“It’s going to be fine, Adel, but get some clothes on. We don’t want anyone seeing this body but us,” Hank told her firmly and she hurried off the bed and stepped into her shorts then pulled on a bra and her tank top. She immediately climbed back into bed and went to Will.
“What about you, Will? You’re naked.”
He smirked.
“Let them come in here and see I was making love to my woman. Our woman, and that should send a clear message that you belong to the Ferguson brothers. Now and forever.”
Hank and Leo chuckled but Adel smacked his arm as the sirens blared from outside and the police arrived.
“Everything is going to be just fine now, Adel. Just fine,” Hank said. Will looked down at Bentley. Only if this guy was behind bars for good.
Epilogue
Adel sat on the bench overlooking the construction site. They’d just broken ground a week ago and plans for the new development and community were on their way.
The Morrisons were thrilled with their proposal, plus they had found out about Bentley’s criminal actions and what he put Adel through and dismissed his bid entirely, not that it mattered anyway. Bentley was charged with multiple counts of rape, plus four counts of attempted murder and one count of murder. He was going away for life and they would never have to worry about him.
“There you are. We were looking for you,” Will said as he, Leo, and Hank joined her by the bench. She stood up and caressed Will’s shoulder where he had been shot. He was being quite the character and playing up the whole bullet wound scar and how cool it was. She got mad at him a few times for saying it was cool, but she had to admit the scar was sexy.
“Are you ready to head to lunch?” Hank asked, taking her hand and pulling it to his lips, kissing the knuckles.”
“Sure. I just like sitting here and imagining what this place will look like in three years. There’s a lot of work ahead of us.”
“There sure is but we’re in this together,” Leo told her and she smiled. They had insisted on offering her part ownership in Fergusons construction. Their dad Harold decided to sell her half his shares in the company, making her a partner.
“Oh, we got something for you, to make this whole partnership thing official,” Leo told her and then pulled out a small black velvet box.
“What is it? You didn’t have to give me anything,” she said.
Will caressed her cheek and then slid his hand onto her shoulder, squeezing it. She placed her hand over his hand and smiled. “We wanted to.”
“We hope you like it. Hank said you had something similar but it wasn’t quite right for you,” Leo said and she opened up the box.