"Shouldn't we go to Washington?"
"Where I can't control the meeting? Where Jansen has hired scumbags who might try to pick us off and take you back?" Law asked. "Not on your life-and that's what's at stake. No. The feds will come here and look over the evidence. We'll call our lawyers in the morning and set up a meeting. Until then, we stay put."
And after everything had gone down? Law didn't know. There would be a ton of questions, of course. From reporters, from the feds, from freaking society. It would come at them from all sides. They would be tested.
He wasn't sure they were strong enough yet.
Could he handle it if Kinley walked away?
He needed more time to bind her to all three of them, to make her understand exactly what they could offer her.
But time had just run out.
* * * *
"Did you make the call?"
Dominic turned to Riley, who had just asked the question. Sunlight filtered into the office, showing off the deep, rich hues of the mahogany and leather furnishings. "Yes. I talked to Kellan. He and Eric will call their contact at the DOJ. Someone from the FBI will call us soon about arranging a meeting. It could take a day or two before anyone can get here. Kinley signed an affidavit for the feds stating that she was never a hostage. Kellan is making sure the FBI sees that before he proceeds. Hopefully, that will keep them from arresting us."
Kinley was sitting on top of the large desk and had been for some time. She stared over her shoulder at one of the computers Riley was working on, her hand on his shoulder as he typed. It seemed she always had a hand on one of them now. She was an affectionate woman, showing her caring with frequent hugs and handholding. She'd curled against them most of the night. Dominic smiled fondly at the memory of her in his lap this morning, eating breakfast from his plate.
"Do you think that will satisfy the feds?" Kinley asked, straightening to look at him.
Law left his place on the couch and walked to her. "I don't know, baby. I suppose they could assume that we forced you to sign it, but I'm counting on Kellan to smooth it all over. There's no way to know until we actually meet with the FBI."
Dominic hoped it was enough. He'd been playing through the scenarios and he didn't like a few of them.
"But all that information was on my tablet. How can I prove Greg loaded it on there?" Kinley asked, neatly summing up at least one of the ways they could get fucked.
"I'm working on that." Riley looked up briefly from his place behind the massive desk that dominated the room. He'd spent most of the morning with computers around him, all cluttering the top of the desk. "Thankfully, the last two of these photos were sent in e-mail. I'm almost sure I can trace them straight back to Jansen's computer."
"I got busy with the wedding. He insisted that he needed to update the tablet's software before we went on our honeymoon, but I couldn't find the time to figure out how since I'd never done it. But I didn't give him the tablet to update until the last minute. Maybe that's why he had to e-mail them," Kinley explained.
"Whatever the reason, he got caught in his own trap." Riley never looked up. "He tried to keep you so busy with the wedding that you couldn't see straight."
"The wedding planner had me on this crazy schedule." She closed her eyes. "Damn it. I'm an idiot. The wedding planner was in on it, too. Greg insisted we use her. Becks said she was the best. Becks was in charge of the charity for most of the last couple of months because I was dealing with wedding details. I just walked right into their trap, didn't I?"
Law wrapped an arm around her. "Don't blame yourself. Jansen is very good at what he does. And he had a lot of help."
She frowned. "And I turned into a bridezilla who wouldn't even listen when my best friend tried to save me."
"She's going to get spanked for that," Dominic said.
"Annabelle? Why on earth would you spank her?" Kinley asked. "She meant well. Besides, I don't think Eric, Kellan, and Tate would like that."
"It's not Annabelle I'm planning to spank. But to your point, we went to visit her on the job because we thought her help would be valuable. Having lawyers on our side was a perk, too. You wouldn't believe what those three put us through before we were even allowed to sit down and talk to Annabelle." Dominic shook his head.
"Why didn't you just go straight to her?"
Law scowled. "Because we honor the rights of other Doms, and it was obvious they're planning to stake their claim on her."