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“Please hold.” He starts humming elevator music into the receiver while he works. The tune switches three times. My patience is wearing thin with each one. “Got them.”
“There will be two women who approach the bar. One is in a black dress.”
“Hot damn,” he whistles. “She’s a looker. Her friend isn’t half bad either.” I ignore his comment. “Look at you riding in like a white knight. Did she thank you probably for the rescue, Sir Thor?”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. I like V. I really do, but his Nosy Nellie fucking nature is enough to drive a sober man to drink sometimes. I sigh, the annoyance clear in my voice. “I need to know who those assholes are. I think they dosed her first round of cocktails and then attempted it again. Think you can identify any of them?”
“Shouldn’t be too hard. Let me run some facial recognition software. Once I get a name, it won’t be hard to figure out if they’re staying at the hotel.”
“Thanks, V. I’ll owe you one.”
“I mean, I like having one over on you, but if you would say, bring me back a signed photo of Kate Beckinsale from the Con, I think I could call it even.”
“How about dinner?”
“With Kate? I don’t think Presley would like that, but you know what, I’ll take it.” His voice is hopeful but tinged with a hint of mischief. Presley would have his balls if he even thought about it, followed by Raze as a punishment for even thinking about someone else other than his baby sister. How he managed a threat like Raze, I’ll never understand, but the fact he is still alive tells me he’s either cracked the code or cheated death.
“Not what I meant, jackass.”
“Too late. That’s my payment.” He laughs into the receiver.
“I’ll see what I can do.” I laugh. “Oh, one more thing. Do you happen to have the number for that friend of yours who’s a chef in Vegas?”
“You mean, Big Rick? I think he’s head chef at one of the restaurants at the Luxor, actually. Why?”
“Text me his number.”
“That’s an oddly specific request that is unrelated to the first favor you asked. What’s going on?” Suspicion is clear in his voice.
“Don’t worry about it,” I fire back. The last thing I need is for him to find out my plans for dinner with Charlotte tonight. She may have wanted it to be a thank-you dinner, but I have other plans. It’s been a long time since a woman has piqued my interest this much, and sharing her with a crowd is the last thing on my mind, especially after last night.
“Spill, or I lose Big Rick’s number.”
“Fine. I’ll just text Presley and ask her about Kate.”
“You play dirty, asshole.”
“Learned from the best, dickhead.” My phone vibrates with a new notification. I peer at it and see a text from V with the number I’d requested.
The shrill cry of an infant rings out shortly after. “Shit,” he hisses. “I’ve gotta go. Either Han woke up Leia, or Leia is hungry. Either way, it’s not good. I’ll call you once I find something on the guys.”
I hang up the phone and sit back, crossing my arms. If I can track down these guys, I’ll make them regret what they did to Charlotte and her friend. No one messes with innocent women on my watch.
CHAPTER 7
CHARLOTTE
Thor had been gone an hour before Minny finally stirred from the couch the second her alarm went off. She pokes her head over the top of the couch, her hair sticking up in every direction.
“Morning,” she slurs with a yawn, muddying up her words. She stretches her arms wide, groaning with the action. “What time did we get back?”
“I don’t know.” I shrug. Minny wipes the sleep from her eyes before gazing over at me. Her face falls when she really looks at me.
“What’s wrong?” she asks.
“How much do you remember about last night?”
Minny’s eyes widen with a mix of curiosity and concern. She takes a moment to search the hazy recesses of her memory, her brows furrowing in concentration. A flicker of uncertainty passes across her face before she shakes her head.
