“I want you and Eva safe.”
“And I want you safe too,” Harry said.
“If something happens to you, she’ll be devastated,” I retorted, seeing the stubbornness in his eyes.
“Nothing will happen to me.” He elbowed me.
How was I going to persuade this stubborn man to step back?
“I’m so proud of you and the boys. You’re all grown up, and your achievements are admirable.”
“Let me tell them about you.” I took out my phone and cursed the lack of reception. “I don’t know why my phone is out of service.”
“I know why!” He pulled out a little device from one of his cargo pockets. “It’s this thing, a jabber, jammer, something like that.”
“A jammer.” I snatched the metal pen from his fingers, examining it. “How did you get this?”
“Emilio got it from someone he knows. I think his dentist makes these.”
“His dentist?” I arched an eyebrow.
“When Emilio buys new gadgets, he shares them with me.”
I wanted to ask why he would need gadgets, but Eva mentioned he loved the MacGyver TV show.
An image of Harry walking with a man sparked in my head. “Does Emilio own Bingo Delivery?”
“How do you know?” Harry asked.
“Doesn’t matter.” I turned the jammer off and returned the pen to him. “Can I meet him? I have some questions.”
“He’s meeting some friends in Providence. He’ll be back later tonight. I’ll set something up this week for you to meet him.”
“Thanks. I’ll give you a ride home.” I rose from the bench, and my phone rang. The flashing name punched me square in the gut. “Is everything okay, Bryan?”
I’d hired him and Garvin as security for Eva.
“Eva called the cops on us.”
“What?”
Harry gave me a look as we made it to my car. I gestured for him to get in and wait for me.
I walked away from the car and called Eva.
Chapter Forty-Three
Eva
When the security guards informed me they worked for Kain, I was numb with shock. As I watched Bryan speak to him, confusion and anger spiked in me.
Why didn’t Kain show up to our date? Why hadn’t he replied to my texts? Where the hell was he?
When my phone rang, the two security guards stepped away, talking to the police officers as if they were friends.
“What?” I barked into the phone, knowing it was Kain.
“Hey . . . Are you okay?”
