“So you decided he was better off dead!” Lindi clenched his fists and regretted leaving his guns in his closet. He’d pulled them out of storage last night after his friends left. He polished and cleaned the Glock and the sniper rifle so they’d be ready when he went to extract his sub. “I can guarantee that not all gay men are delicate. I’d be happy to show you.”
Lindi regarded Brian with little favor.
“Hey, now don’t be jumping to conclusions. I love my brother, but Da has always been a bit obsessive about Will because he’s the youngest. Will’s only chance for a regular life was if our father thought he was dead. When he ran away, I took his sweet good-bye note and fabricated his death so he’d be left alone. When you called, it changed everything. Da is going to want to bring Will home where he can be safe.”
Lindi’s mouth dropped open. “Oh, hell no. You can’t have my boy.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “He’s mine. No way are you taking him anywhere. I don’t care who you are.”
Brian shrugged. “You can take it up with the old man. I did what I could to help my brother.”
“I don’t care who your father is; Will belongs with me.”
“I’m sure my brother will have the final say. I said Will looks delicate, but he can be a vicious bastard, he just doesn’t enjoy it. He once took out a New York mobster with a butterfly knife and a well-placed kick.”
That didn’t sound like his pet. Will wouldn’t do something like that without a good reason.
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why did Will attack him? That doesn’t sound like my boy.”
“The bastard tried to rape Will. Let’s just say it wasn’t the first time some scumbag thought they could take advantage of Will’s pretty face. Me and our brother Cain taught Will everything he knows about self-defense.” The pride in Brian’s face made Lindi smile. Maybe he wouldn’t dislike all of Will’s family, just the ones who tried to keep Will from him.
“Hopefully, he doesn’t take the matter into his own hands with his kidnappers.” Lindi didn’t want Will to be injured trying to escape.
An hour later, a series of knocks had Brian jumping to his feet before the pattern was completed.
“I’ll get it. If you open the door, he might shoot you.”
“I can’t tell you how much I’m enjoying meeting the in-laws,” Lindi drawled.
Brian snorted. “It only gets more fun.”
Opening the door revealed a tall man with Will’s eyes, if his pet’s pretty gray eyes had turned into glaciers. Beside him was an older man with blue eyes and Will’s chin. Lindi caught sight of Carlyle and Victor behind them.
“Everyone come on in.” Lindi had confidence the six of them together could get his boy back.
“I’m Aengus Finn, and this is my oldest son Cain. You must be Lindi Samms. I hear you lost my boy, Will.”
“I didn’t lose him. He was kidnapped. I will admit that was my fault, though.” Lindi gritted his teeth as he imagined his pet frightened and being held at gunpoint.
“We’ll get him back,” Aengus declared. “Cain is an excellent tracker.”
“Lindi was telling me he has a way to find Will,” Brian interrupted.
Everyone entered the apartment and sat down in Lindi’s living room. The oversized couches and chairs were quickly filled. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had so many people in his apartment. Will didn’t generally like crowds.
“Everyone want coffee?”
“Not yours,” Victor said. “I’ve tasted what you do to a good bean.”
Lindi frowned at his friend.
“Have a seat, Mr. Samms. Tell me how you can find my Will,” Aengus Finn said.
“I put a tracking unit on his collar,” Lindi confessed.
Victor whistled. “Why didn’t I think of that? Stephen is forever wandering off with his head in the clouds. Hell, maybe I could just put one of those tags in his ear like a wildlife expert.”
“Funny!” Lindi scowled at his friend.
“Why did you do this? Did you think he’d be taken?” Cain asked, his tone suspicious.
Lindi shrugged. “I have a lot of money, and Will is the most important person in my life. Anyone wanting to blackmail me only has to get hold of my boy.”
“When you say collar what do you mean?” Brian asked.
“He means Will is his submissive. Will belongs to Lindi. They have a binding commitment,” Victor interjected.
Aengus raised an eyebrow. “And Will is fine with this?”
“Will is the happiest man in submission I have ever met,” Carlyle interrupted. “Now if we can focus on getting him back, then you can interrogate him on his life choices.”