My Nephew's Dad the Rockstar (Book 3 Steel Wolf Collection)

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My gift to you, my wonderful readers, for sticking with me through the delays. I know you are all dying to know what is happening to Kinsley, but I'm going to back it up a little bit first and tell some of this from Lucan's POV. Enjoy!!!!!!!!

I pace the cell, itching to leave this place behind. At least they are keeping me isolated from everyone else. Not sure how I would have delt with whomever else would share the cell with me. Steve is optimistic that all the chargers will either be dropped or cleared come Monday. Till them I am stuck where I am.

With nothing else to do, I'm finding myself lost in my head a lot, playing through everything that has happened since meeting Kinsley and learning that I have a son. My heart not only fills with love when I think about the two of them, but also worry. Worry because I'm not there right now to protect them. Jake is free to move as he pleases, whereas I'm currently stuck behind these bars. The only reason I'm not consumed with worry is because I know the guys would let nothing happen to the two of them.

Last night I didn't sleep much my mind was consumed with what had led me to the predicament I was in. The night was on continuous replay in my head. The what ifs came in full bloom and I kept wishing I had walked away from him. Instead, I had let my temper get the best of me and now myself and my family were suffering because of one quick decision.

I was lying on the bed, drumming my fingers on the mattress, when my jailer approached my cell. Their heavy steps echoed through the room. I tuned my head to stare at them when their steps stopped in front of my door.

"Seems pretty boy you won't have to wait to see a Judge on Monday. They have dropped all of your charges and you will be free to go after some paperwork," he tells me.

"I want to call my lawyer before I sign anything," I explain, standing from the bed.

The man nods his head. "Figured as much. He has already been informed and is on his way. I'm here to move you to one of the interrogation rooms to wait for him."

I walk over to him and wait for the door to be unlocked. The man takes his time unlocking the door as though he has no wish to set me free. My assumption is shown to be accurate by his next words.

"I can't stand people like you," he says, sliding the door open for me.

I pause for a second, curious why he would say this. "Why?" I ask him.

"Because of all of your money, nothing ever sticks. You pay people off to get what you want and thus feel you are above the law. Leading you to do whatever the hell you want and simply pay some money."

I step out of my prison cell and stare him down. The desire to tell him off and explain myself rides me hard, but at the same time, defending myself to him isn't worth the energy. So instead, I stand there in silence, waiting for him to lead the way.

He says nothing more to me. Instead, he steps around me and I trail behind him. We walk inside another room and I take a seat at the table to wait for Steve to get there. Wonder what led to Jake to drop the charged. I hope Jake didn't get a paid off like the other officer eluded too because I had given explicit instructions to not give him a dime of anyone's money. Though the guys would do whatever they felt was necessary to gain my release regardless of if we strongly believed the charges would be dropped come Monday.

Steve was confident that he could build a case against Jake over the weekend. Because of the time restraint he assured me anything else he was working on would be put on pause until he got me freed. I have to upmost faith in him. He will make all of this go away and no money would need to be exchanged. After listening to me take off all the interactions myself, Kinsley and the band had with Jake, Steve felt he could get the judge to by sympathetic to our story.