“What are you defending?”
“Bit of unfinished business.”
“Let me guess…” She leans forward to speak with a deep whisper. “Black hair? Red lips? Scary-looking gash on her left cheek?”
I pause. “What makes you say that?”
“Because she followed you in here and it’s pretty obvious she doesn’t give a shit about my antique fishing lures.”
I turn around to see Dani standing in the corner behind a tall tower of lures. “Dani.”
She twitches at my tone. “Hey.”
“I told you to stay in the car.”
Dani wanders over to the stand next to me. “And I objected to it. You’re not my father.”
“Go back outside.”
“No.” She looks at Caleb. “Hello.”
“Hello, there…” Caleb greets her with a knowing twinkle brushing her green eyes. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?”
“I just have one of those faces,” Dani says, shrugging.
Caleb smirks. “Don’t we all?”
“So, how do you know Fox?”
I hang my head in annoyance. “We don’t have time—”
“Army buddies,” Caleb answers.
Dani’s eyes grow wide with interest. “You were in the Army?”
“Once upon a time.”
“Why did you leave?”
“Got boring without Foxy here.”
Dani twists in my direction. “Foxy?”
“Can you please just go take a look around?” I ask Dani, gesturing away from the counter.
She rolls her eyes and walks off, once again lingering around the fishing lures with zero interest.
I turn back to Caleb and she tilts her head at me. “Don’t encourage her, Caleb.”
She laughs, her lips dancing into a long grin. “I should have known. Who else could bring Fox Fitzpatrick back from the dead?”
“It’s a complicated situation.”
“Yeah, no shit.”
“Please don’t tell anyone you saw her,” I add.
“Fox, come on. It’s me.” She leans forward, lowering her voice. “If this was all about her, why didn’t you just say so?”