132. Change of Plans

Fox POV  

Work was long and it was well into the evening when I could get home. I had to eat lunch and dinner at the office. I didn’t regret spending the morning fucking my little psycho, but I hated that it made it so I couldn’t get home at a reasonable time. I figured Ophelia would be passed out when I got home.  

I opened the door and found candles were lit everywhere. There was soft music playing and I smiled. My little psycho was somewhere in here she had done this for me, and I knew it. I went searching for her and when I got to our room I found her in a sexy little silk nightgown. Her hair was styled perfectly, and her makeup was perfect. But she was in deep sleep.  

I bent down and gave her a kiss on the head. Her little body didn’t even move she was out for the night. I cleaned myself up and blew out all the candles before going to my office. Despite the long day I had, there was still more work to do. I had to figure out how to get Nathan. I wondered if there was some way to track him in the way I found him.  

I called up the guy I used to find out who was stealing Ophelia’s inheritance money. "I am sorry Mr. Valentine, there is no trace on him using any of his credit cards for the last several weeks. There is no way to track his whereabouts if he is not using his cards. But I can tell you that he has to be using cash. His money problems are too significant without Miss Blakes inheritance. He could never get any bank to even let him open an account with how he has been living his life.”  

I responded “Thanks,” I said and hung up. I had no idea how to track him though.  I leaned back in my chair wanting to think. How would I get to him? Ophelia and I had made a perfect plan, one to scare Murphy and one to end him. I could get his son first. That would make him scared, I knew I couldn’t find Nathan. I knew I should talk to Ophelia first, but she was pregnant and based on everything I had seen she was too tired to do anything.  

Then there was our wedding. Ophelia had our wedding planner send out everything and it would be next week. Ophelia texted me saying she had her dress and that everything was handled. I had to give it to her she could plan and plot perfectly. I laughed a little bit. I had to give it a bit to myself I made her this way.  

I needed to get to Murphy’s son. Use him as leverage and then get Murphy to turn in Nathan and himself. He knew I would keep my word to not kill his son if he turned both himself and Nathan in. He was horrible to the son I already killed, or the one Ophelia killed. No way he would let me kill his only son he had left.  

I needed to call Justus. He was close to Murphy he would know where his son Porter was. But it worried me bringing him into all of this. He was close Murphy. He had wanted to bring him into all of this. My mind was spinning on all of this. It was a risk to bring Justus into the reality of the war I was now wrapped up in.  

Fucking hell, this had to end. I had to get this done before our wedding. I had to stop all of this for Ophelia, she needed to not be stressed over all of this, she was pregnant. I picked up my phone “Fuck it” I said before I called Justus. “What is up Valentine?” He said. “You know what has been going on.” “Of course, you know already my wife is dead from all this shit. Wait do you know who is behind all of it?” “It is Murphy and Nathan; Nathan Blake is the estranged uncle of Ophelia.”  

“I see,” He paused. “I can’t believe it, and to think I brought him in. What can I do, I already know you want him dead, since you are calling.” “Do you know where his youngest son Porter is?” “Going to go after him to get to Murphy, think he will give up to save his son?” “Why wouldn’t he? He knows I killed his oldest, he knows I am serious. He won’t want his youngest to die.” “I know he is in Murphy’s house. Murphy has been keeping him close since you took out Paul.”  

“Great, I want you to bring him to me.” “Where do you want me to bring him?” “Bring him to one of the ports you own, if you find this Nathan, bring him too, do you want me to have Caden help you? You know he is good at this kind of thing?” “Yeah, that will help, I can call him for you, I want to fucking get these guys, you know I hated my wife, but my kids are fucking devastated, not to mention he is destroying what we have fucking built.” I nodded. I was glad I made the call.  

“I don’t think you got my invitation. Ophelia and I are getting married next week, you should be there.” “Married, wow, that was quick.” “Not really, we have known each other our whole lives.” “Well, I will be there.” “Great how soon can you get Porter to one of the shipyards?” “I will text you once I talk to Caden.” “Great just let me know.” I let out a long sigh after I hung up. This would be over soon, and I would be grateful. I needed this to be over.  

I got a text message at 8am. “Caden is free in in three days, he is working a contract for the next few days in DC. Perfect timing, I can make sure Porter is there and maybe get information on this Nathan guy.” I smiled everything was coming together. I planned to present the head of Nathan to Ophelia as soon as I killed him. I opened the freezer. With everything, I wouldn’t need these heads and I called my cleaners to take them. I smiled as Ophelia came into the kitchen and slammed the freezer shut. 

“Morning” Ophelia said as she yawned. Nathan’s head, Murphy’s head, and Porters would be the perfect wedding gift. She wouldn’t have to worry about this war and everything would be fine. With everything wrapped up she could focus on the pregnancy and maybe even get excited about it. “Morning, sleep well Little Psycho?” She shrugged.