Chapter Twenty-Four - Fletcher

I closed my eyes as Levi rhythmically tapped his pen against Dad’s desk. I’d spent most of the night dealing with guard detail and making sure my house was protected. I could imagine many people who wanted to do what they did but none of them had the balls to do it. Heidi Capello’s face popped into my mind. She had to be the person behind this. Who else would have done it at this time? It was too big of a coincidence. Days after I deliver the news that I'm married to Ava and this happens? “Stop tapping the pen,” I snapped from the leather couch in Dad’s office. Levi scoffed and placed his palm on his chest. “Wow, Fletcher. You still haven’t gotten any? Geesh, take that girl to bed so you can ease that tension in your shoulders. You're married. Don't be a prude." “Stop it,” I said, leaning back to pinch the bridge of my nose. “Someone tossed a brick at my window last night. I didn’t get much sleep.” Levi swung his feet from Dad’s desk to the floor. “Did they catch him?” “No. It wa