Chapter 32

CHAPTER32

“What the hell are you talking about?” Bailey demanded, frowning as she glanced from her brother to the man glaring at him.

“It wasn’t him,” Nathan said, ramming his fingers through his hair before dropping his hand away with a sigh.

“And you know this how?” Bailey asked while Quinn stood there watching Jonathan, noting the way that his gaze kept shifting back to Bailey as though he couldn’t help himself.

“Because I went there first thing this morning to confront him,” Nathan said, sighing heavily as he sat down on the edge of Bailey’s desk.

“Are you crazy?” Bailey demanded, giving up on glaring at Jonathan so that she could glare at her brother. “You could have been hurt!”

“My men are looking into it,” Quinn said, watching the way that Jonathan’s jaw clenched as he shifted his glare back to him.

“There’s nothing to look into,” Jonathan said, “I didn’t know anything about the meeting or this deal. The program doesn’t work. There was nothing to offer.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Bailey asked, frowning in confusion. “We’ve been texting and emailing you for months about this program.”

“Next time, try a phone call because it wasn’t me,” Jonathan said, looking pissed. “I never agreed to any of this bullshit because the program doesn’t work. It’s garbage.”

“But in the interview you gave last year, you were talking about it as though it was a done deal,” Bailey said, frowning in confusion.

“Because it was at the time, but as soon as we applied the application to the program that we built it for, we quickly realized that it wasn’t going to work. All it did was cause more problems, so we shelved the program and moved on,” Jonathan explained as Quinn stood there, watching the other man for any signs that he was lying.

“And the text messages and emails?” Bailey asked, sharing a look with her brother.

“Never saw them,” Jonathan said, reaching up to wipe blood off his lip as his glare shifted back to Quinn.

“No, wait,” Bailey said, shaking her head, “Nathan talked to your office several times over the past year.”

Shaking his head, Jonathan said, “It wasn’t my office.”

Sighing heavily, Bailey looked at Nathan and asked, “Are you really buying this?”

“Not at first,” Nathan said, shaking his head, “I had Jess run the IP addresses and did a trace on the phone number.”

“And?”

“And she traced them to Georgia,” Nathan said, making Bailey frown.

“That’s not exactly difficult to set up,” Bailey pointed out, only to begin worrying her bottom lip between her teeth as she climbed onto the desk and sat down next to her brother.

“Which is why I told your brother that you can have the damn program. You could have had it a year ago. It’s garbage,” Jonathan said, looking pissed. “I didn’t know anything about this deal, Bailey, and honestly, it would have been a huge waste of my time to make it in the first place.”

Bailey didn’t say anything as she sat there. She simply watched Jonathan as she thought everything over. Her brother, on the other hand, slowly exhaled as he said, “Considering what’s been going on and the attacks on our servers last night, I think it’s safe to say that whoever’s behind this is more than capable of setting him up to take the fall.”

“But…he’s an asshole,” Bailey said with a helpless shrug that had Nathan’s lips twitching.

“You really are a pain in the ass,” Jonathan said, sighing heavily as he pulled a thumb drive out of his pocket and placed it on the desk next to Bailey. “It’s all yours. I’ll have my lawyers send over the paperwork and turn it over to you later today.”

Frowning, Bailey picked up the thumb drive. “You’re really going to give me your program?”

“It’s really a piece of shit,” Jonathan said, shaking his head in disgust before shifting his glare back to Quinn. “Are we done here?”

“Yeah, we’re done here,” Nathan murmured quietly as his gaze shifted to Quinn.

They were far from done, but Quinn knew better than to tip his hand. He’d have his men look into everything today. They were already scouring the bar for information, talking to the police, and trying to-

“You’re fired.”