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“Makes sense,” he said, holding the door open for her. He waited for her to walk outside and slip on those sunglasses. He bit back a sigh. Definite badass.
“Yeah, the Middle East is more her area. She did say that the blame game was in full swing. Almost as bad as after the Virginia Star Mall bombing. I think she was enjoying that a bit.”
“Why? It’s not like she took a hit on that.”
She stopped walking. “What do you mean?”
He turned to face her. He didn’t want this conversation. Not now. Not ever. Marcus got irrationally angry whenever he thought about Addie.
“Marcus?” she asked, settling her hands on her hips.
With a sigh, he said, “She should have protected you.”
“It wouldn’t have done any good. Besides, I would probably have been in DC this week, and they’ve got twelve inches of snow. This,” she said motioning with her hands, “is ten times better than any snowmageden.”
He chuckled. “You got me there. Sometimes I think I miss it, then I talk to a friend still working for the Capitol Police and I think…maybe I’ll just sit on the beach today.”
She started walking again. “Yeah. Makes it even nicer since my folks are here.”
“I don’t know why I didn’t know your folks lived here before.”
“You never asked.”
There was no anger behind her words, just a statement of fact. It was kind of sad how little they knew about each other. They had practically lived with each other for six weeks, but in the six months since she arrived at TFH, he had learned so much more.
“Do you think we should hit the hotel room first?” she asked.
“Yeah, that way we can give Adam time to get hold of a few of his contacts; although, I still think this is someone from off island.”
“Why do you say that?”
“You think they have someone waiting here?” Marcus asked.
“As I said before, the Bear is everywhere, but they also have no problem hiring out.”
“That’s true. Hopefully, we can get some answers from these people Adam knows.”
He started up his vehicle and the music blared out of the speakers. He had been listening to Willie Nelson’s channel this morning—as he usually did.
She groaned and covered her ears. “Oh my God. How did we ever date?”
He turned the music down and shot a grin in her direction. “It was my charming personality.”
She lowered her hands and snorted.
“What?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“No. Tell me.”
She sighed and glanced at him. “You think our whole relationship was about you.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Whatever,” she said, dismissing him and looking out of the window while he pulled out of the parking place and into traffic.
It honestly stuck in his craw that she would think that about him. He had been obsessed since the first day he had met her on the job. She’d been FBI and he was in the Capital Police. They worked together on a joint terrorism task force and the moment she had smiled at him, he’d fallen for her.
