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He checked the clip quickly before snapping it back in place.
“Zeke. ” For the second time that night the sheriff answered his call.
“Get to Janey’s apartment. There’s been a break-in and there’s a note on her kitchen table. Nothing was touched by us. I walked in, then pulled back. ”
“On my way,” Zeke informed him. “I’m calling the Mackays, Alex. Sorry, man, they’ll kill me if I don’t. ”
“Hell,” he swore. “And they can’t seem to keep their wives at home. It’s like calling the farce squad. ”
Zeke’s hard laugh was amused and dangerous at the same time. “I’m heading your way. Stay covered.
You should see my lights in seconds. ”
Zeke disconnected as Alex flipped the phone closed and leaned his head against the frame of the truck.
He felt like pounding his forehead into the metal.
“We’re in trouble. ” Janey sighed.
Alex lifted his head and stared back at her quizzically.
“I just left the hickey from hell on your neck, Alex; there’s no way Natches can miss it. There’s no way anyone could miss it. ” And she sounded damned pleased over it.
It still burned. His dick still pounded with the burn.
Hell, he should have just fucked her in the truck. At least then, when Natches killed him, he’d deserve it.
Or at least, deserve it more.
Grinning, he arched his brow and drawled, “You’re next. ”
But it didn’t ease the fear from her eyes, or the rage burning in his gut. A second later the flashing lights of the sheriff’s cruiser and two of the city’s finest pulled into the parking lot.
Zeke and four officers exited the vehicles. The four officers, weapons drawn, started around the building as Zeke moved up to him.
“Dawg called in. They left the girls with Ray. The boys are heading in, though. We’ll wait for them before we head up to the apartment. ”
“Her alarm hadn’t been tripped,” Alex told him, noticing the glance Zeke made to his neck, the slight widening of his eyes. “Don’t start, Zeke. ”
“Fuck. I hope those boys ain’t armed. ” Zeke shook his head as he glanced in the cab of the truck.
Alex had felt Janey move into the driver’s seat; he could feel her against his back, peeping over his shoulder to watch the sheriff.
“I might have branded him, Zeke. ” There was a smile in her voice, despite the tension.
Alex could hear the fear in her tone as well. She was trying to cover it, to push it back, and that just pissed him off more. She shouldn’t have to feel the need to hide her emotions, her fears. She should be safe, secure.
“Yes, ma’am, you did. ” Zeke nodded. “Do you think I can keep Natches from shooting him long enough to search that apartment upstairs?”
The joking was light, a tension easer, an attempt to still the fear Alex knew Zeke could see in her face.
“Sure. Natches isn’t stupid. He just likes to play dumb sometimes. ”
Alex turned to her at the hint of tears in her voice.
“Hey. Stop worrying. It’s going to be okay. ”
“Of course it is. ” Her smile was too bright, her eyes too green.
