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“He has a nickname for you?!” squawks the male beside me, unconsciously scooting that direction. “A fucking nickname?!”
“You just found out he has a nickname you don’t know about, not a fiancé,” I playfully point out and slide my pen into my bun. “Relax.”
“Do you have one of those too?” our boyfriend viciously chomps. “Maybe an entire pit crew you’re fuckin’ every other tow trip?”
“Kid,” Nolan snips at the same time he folds his arms across his chest, “enough.”
“I have had enough.” Kipp grouchily scrambles to his bare feet. “I’m gonna go take a fucking shower.”
“You’re gonna wait until Garcia is finished.”
“And if I don’t?”
“You will.”
“And. If. I. Don’t?”
“There’s no if, Kipp.” Watching the two men in my life exchange ire-filled glares with each other rather than me is oddly a relief. “Sit. Down.”
“I’ll. Stand.”
“Just to be a defiant little shit?”
“Just to prove I don’t do everything a controlling old man tells me to.”
“Oof,” Garcia grimaces and leans to one side to find my stare around Kipp’s fit frame. “They always like this?”
“Often.”
The two of them shoot me daggers in tandem that I meet with an innocent shrug. “What? You are!” Bending my knees to tuck them against my chest is accompanied by a crooked grin. “It’s part of your dynamic. And part of the reason I adore you both.” There’s no reluctance for each of them to let their shoulders slump, an action that wordlessly informs me the situation has been momentarily defused. “Alright, Garcia. What about me?”
“Yeah,” Nolan echoes in a lower tone, “what about Rabbit?”
“I’ve got a poker buddy,” an unexpected glint appears just briefly in his gaze, “that’s an uh…a P.I. I’ll see what he can dig up on those you’ve mentioned as well as the associates that have been sent to do McAdams’s footwork.”
The Kid folds his arms across his chest to mirror Nolan’s position. “Cost?”
“I’ll eat it.” He shrugs. “Zero always takes care of me. I’m one of his best clients.”
“His name’s Zero?” scoffs Kipp.
“Fiorenzo is his name. Zero’s the nickname I gave him.”
The Kid’s eyebrows lift in a taunting fashion. “You jus’ hand those out like a meter maid without shit else to do?”
“You must be really fucking tired,” Garcia nonchalantly brushes off, which seems to simply irk Kipp more. “Like I was saying,” he locks eyes with me again, “we’ll see what Zero can find out – discreetly – and I’ll have him pull any and all complaints you previously made regarding McAdams’s behavior…including the ones that magically vanished from the system or never quite made it in at all.”
Shock slides into my expression on a small gasp. “He can do that?”
“My guy can do a lot.” The word choice receives a curious and challenging glance from Mutt that he openly pretends not to see. “I’ll have him be extra discreet during his searching just in case it sets off flags for McAdams or anyone in his camp.”
“Keeping Rabbit safe is our main priority,” Nolan forcefully announces. “Understood?”
“Absolutely.”
“Thank you,” I warmly say at a softer volume.
He shoots me a wink of acknowledgement that pushes The Kid to huff, “Maybe we walk you out now?” His head tips towards one of the only non-cabinet doors left on its hinges in the apartment. “Let you and your money sucker get home for the day?”
