“I got her damn voice mail.”
“You don’t know where she is?” Gray asked incredulously.
“No, I don’t damn well know where she is. She called and said she needed a vacation. I told her to take one. I didn’t even think to ask her where she was. I didn’t think it was important at the time.” Pop sank down in his chair and rubbed a hand over his hair. “I need a minute to think, damn it.”
“Do you have any contacts with the Houston PD?” Gray asked. “We need to have Faith’s apartment watched. Maybe even set up a decoy. If Samuels is watching, he’ll likely go for her there. Faith has a set routine that she normally doesn’t deviate from.”
“Yeah, you’d know wouldn’t you,” Nathan said with a grunt.
“We could set a trap for the ass**le,” Connor said. “Sounds like he’s pretty damn desperate.”
“That was my thought,” Gray said. “We need to find Faith, tell her what’s going on and stash her someplace safe.”
Pop shook his head. “No.”
Gray, Connor and Nathan all looked at him in surprise.
Pop stared back at them in turns. “I don’t want her to know about any of this.”
Gray shook his head in confusion. “How are you going to keep it from her? And why would you keep it from her? She needs to know.”
“Just give me a damn minute to think,” Pop growled. He put his forehead in his hands and looked down for a long moment.
“I’ve got a plan,” Gray said slowly, his brow furrowing as he gave more thought to the idea forming in his head.
“Maybe you should let us handle this,” Connor said acidly. “I’m not too crazy about your plans so far.”
Pop held up his hand. “I’m not too happy about any of this myself, but right now, the most important thing is making sure Faith is safe. Everything else can wait.”
Gray cleared his throat uncomfortably and continued. “I can’t be involved in this, not officially, I mean. We find out where Faith is, and I go to her. Keep a close eye on her until this is resolved. You can coordinate with the Houston police here and work out a way to catch Samuels. Maybe even go with a decoy like we mentioned earlier. I’ll let Faith know what’s going on, and you can keep us posted on your progress.”
Again Pop shook his head. “I don’t want her to know about this.”
“She has to know,” Gray said. “There’s no way to keep this from her.”
“You don’t goddamn tell me what I will or won’t tell my daughter,” Pop said in an explosion of anger. His lips tightened, and he appeared to be trying to regain control of his temper. “Look, Faith is the most tenderhearted girl I know. Even with all her mother has done, it would break her heart to know her mother was involved in something like this. I can’t let that happen to her again. She’s already been let down too many times by that bitch.”
“You can’t protect her from everything,” Gray argued.
Pop looked him straight in the eye and held up a finger. “I’ll protect her from as much as I can. There is no need for her to know. She’s on vacation. I told her to take a week. We’ll find out where she is, and then you can go make sure she stays put and is safe.”
“I don’t like it,” Connor interrupted. “I don’t want him anywhere near her.”
Pop held up his hand. “I’m not any happier about this damn mess than you are, Connor, but Gray’s right. He can’t be involved in this, and I need you and Nathan and Micah here if we’re going to catch this son of a bitch. Someone has to make sure Faith stays safe.” He stared Gray down. “Can I count on you to do that?”
“I don’t like lying to her,” he said through gritted teeth. “Not about something like this.”
“But you’ll lie to her about everything else,” Nathan pointed out with a scowl.
Gray’s fingers curled into fists. “I did what I had to do to find the man responsible for murdering a cop. That bastard killed my partner. I had a responsibility to do whatever was necessary to bring him to justice. I didn’t like deceiving any of you, and I don’t want to lie to Faith any more than I already have. I…”
“You what?” Connor demanded.
He ignored Connor and looked Pop in the eye. “I care about your daughter. I’ve tried my best not to. I’ve tried to stay away from her. I’m the reason she took this damn vacation. I upset her, and now it’s time for me to make things right. I can’t make it right if I’m stuck lying to her some more.”
Pop didn’t so much as flinch. He met Gray’s stare with a steady gaze. “You can make it right when the bastard who is threatening her is behind bars. There’s no sense upsetting her needlessly. Her mother has caused her enough grief. If she knows what her fool mother has done, you won’t be able to keep her away from here. She’ll worry that Celia is in trouble. It could be days before we catch this guy. There’s no sense in having her worried sick the entire time.”
“I don’t like it,” Gray said.
“I’m not that crazy about it either,” Connor muttered. Gray noticed the sideways glance Connor threw at Pop.
“She’s not a child,” Gray pointed out.
“You didn’t seem to have any problems keeping the truth from her when it suited your purpose,” Pop said, anger rising in his voice again.
Gray looked up at the ceiling in frustration. They were wasting so much valuable time in a ridiculous pissing match. He needed to find Faith and make sure she was protected. He returned his gaze to Pop. “Look, when I got here, I had no idea if Faith was innocent or not. How was I supposed to? For all I knew, she was completely aware of her mother’s situation. I didn’t know Faith. I had to treat her like any other potential suspect. I know now that she’s not involved, and I don’t like lying to her any more than I already have.”
“And I don’t want her hurt,” Pop said quietly. “She’s my daughter. I love her. If I can keep the knowledge that her mother was willing to allow her latest boyfriend to harm her own daughter over money, then by God I will.”
Gray closed his eyes. “All right. Fine.”
What an impossible situation. His mind raced to find a way to make everything work. How was he supposed to just show up, crash Faith’s vacation and act like he didn’t have an ulterior motive for being there? He doubted she’d be overjoyed to see him. He imagined being able to level with her but instead he’d be going to her with more deceit.