Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions)

Chapter 35 (Kylie)

I can't believe I'm actually doing this. My boot covered feet stomp up the porch steps of the cabin. This

morning I was across the state six hours away from Liston Hills picking up Aron- my eldest stepbrother,

David’s five year old son so I can get him back to his crazy mother before she died of fit mania.

My destination was a one way ride to New York and then another to Seattle the next morning.

Diamond was in the crappiest mood since I had to inform my genius and half crazy friend that we were

staying with David for the night as Michael didn't want us messing up his night of sexscapades.

Plus, let's not forget that I had a paper due on Monday and a block design that was still half way

through. Whoever says architecture is easy let me know so I can kick their ass, after I bribe them to

finish my assignments.

I was in the helicopter with an antsy Aron, because he hates sitting still, and chatty best friend when

Michael chose to call and inform me that I had to get my butt to The Estate. I wasn't sure why I didn't

refuse because for all the crap I had to do, I should have.

Then to top it all off, while I'm at The Estate waiting to hear what the hell was so darn important, my

mother's brother, Haden Orniel comes trotting downstairs of the mansion and informs me that Cary

Stanley aka his ex wife, is actually a Gina Lorne and she's dead. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

And just when my day couldn't get any worse my brothers arrive, all of them, including Vincent.

After a gruesome few hours of why I was summoned, Diamond and Michael left to set up something at

Sabastian's new house.

Which I was surprised to have learned is across from Dainy's place, even more so that Jace will be

moving in with him. I spoke to Jace this morning and yesterday, he didn't mention shit to me. Jace is

supposed to be my baby half-brother, and I am extremely close to him. So close that when he told me

about his involvement in this Gina Lorne story I was dropping Victoria's and Natasha's pleas for a girls

night out and already walking the thirty minute trek to the cabin.

Doesn't mean I'm not going to kick his ass, I can't believe he's getting involved in this.

I barge in the door, “What did I miss?”

Tiny cracker Dainy Hallow is the first one I spot. The girl has always been short but she got curves, with

a pair of great tits and sultry brown eyes, and long golden hair that competes closely with Diamonds in

beauty.

I don't blame the two men in her life for wanting her so badly.

I lift my chin, and stare at the three idiots on the couch. The almost naked one catches my eye and I

know this is messed up. The last time I saw Dexter was at his daddy's funeral though I never shared

with Jace I was there, I was.

I only found out yesterday that he was already working for the Delroy's and boy did he look fine doing

it. Never mind his beaten up face.

I'm on my second glass of brandy and I've barely been here for twenty minutes listening to these guys.

My denim covered ass is on the lone seat my brother was sitting on when I walked in.

Dainy is on the floor next to me and the three boys that couldn't be more different are sitting on the long

stretch couch. Dexter's naked torso on full display, sporting a swollen eye that looks more painful than it

really is.

Sabastian forever the gentleman in his four thousand dollar suit sits in the middle, staring holes into

poor Dainy.

And Jace, what the hell is he even wearing? His blonde hair is messy and blue eyes that are identical

to my mama's is screaming at me to not flip my switch.

All these thoughts go through my mind as I look at them. Sighing, with my glass dangling from my

hand, I rest my back against the sofa.

“Remind me again why we can't bring Michael or David into this? With Michael's skills and David's

connections I'm sure we could do this quicker.”

When no one answers I tilt my head to the side and study the three young men.

They have the coolest expressions but I have two years on them and I'm nobody's fool, these young

men are hiding something.

Dainy picks up on it too, and practically shouts, “I knew it, I knew it, there's more to this, isn't there?”

She knocks it out.

I say nothing at first, holding their stares,

“If you want my help boys, you'll

gonna have to spill those babies.”

Dexter looks to Sabastian first, no doubt seeking permission to spill, then his mouth is moving,

“When I was tracking her whereabouts, I kept comin' up empty, because I was looking for Cary not

Gina. So I deepened my search and hacked into Haden's personal files to see if he still kept stuff on his

ex. He did, an entire case file with pics of her six months ago with the name Gina Lorne attached to it,

so I searched the name and did some digging kept coming up empty until another name kept popping

up.”

I arch my brows and lean forward swirling the branding in the glass, knowing I'm not going to like this at

all,

“I'm waiting sugar.”

I ignore Jace's snort and keep my eyes trained on Dexter.

“Diana Trent”

“Wait, that's the new girl's mother, isn't she dating your dad?” Dainy's question is interesting.

And judging by Sabastian's grim face is an answer in itself and enough to drop it at that and focus on

the issue at hand.

“Now you boys got my attention, what's my daddy's accountant have to do with Reagan's mama?”

“Well, that's what we haven't figured out yet.”