(Ridge)
I woke up before Mira. Again.
Sunday had been quiet. Too quiet.
I'd spent most of the day checking in with the brothers. Making sure everyone was ready. Making sure security was where it needed to be.
Now it was Monday morning. And I had a bad feeling.
I got up. Got dressed. Tried not to wake Mira.
She needed sleep. The last few days had been hard on her.
I walked to the main room. Dane was already there. So was Knox.
Both of them looked serious.
"What happened?" I asked.
Dane held up his phone. "Got a call from Nash. Carter hit his garage."
My blood went cold. "When?"
"Last night. Around three in the morning."
"How bad?"
"Minor damage. Broke some windows. Spray painted the walls. Nothing he can't fix."
"Is Nash okay?"
"Yeah. He wasn't there. Place was empty."
I gr
