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“Rachel saw it, too. Wanted me to chase after you.”
“Now, why would she ask you to do that?” She attempts coy, but I’ve pegged her and she hates it. “I think we’re all quite aware I can take care of myself.”
“She wants me to save you.”
Abby pauses near the hallway to the bathrooms, eases away from me so I have to drop my arm and performs a slow blink. “Did she say that?”
“Not those words.”
Abby hooks her fingers into her belt loops and, for a second, she draws my attention away from her face to her hips, but I refocus quickly.
“Do you think I’m worth saving?” she asks.
“Yes.”
She smirks like she doesn’t believe me. “Do you think I’m savable?”
“Do you want to be saved?”
Around us, people laugh, they yell, the band starts another set, the normal guitar player comes in late again, and neither of us breaks the stare showdown.
“Logan?” she finally says.
“Yeah?”
Abby switches her footing and that causes a sense of dread to coil in my stomach. This isn’t the girl who’s unsure of anything. “I was told not to work tonight.”
“Told? By who?”
Abby purses her lips waiting for me to catch up and my muscles in my shoulders tighten when I do. Whoever she works for informed her she should stay home.
“Why? And why the fuck are you out if you were told to stay in?”
“I wasn’t told to stay in, I was told not to work, and you?
??re missing the point. In the end, it was all really more suggestions. Anyhow, I just happened to notice more people on the other side of the fence here than I noticed people on my side and, truth is, there shouldn’t be either. This area of town has always been neutral territory and it’s not where I do transactions. Interviews? Yes. Transactions, no. There’s something going down and I’m not confident walking down dark streets together is a great plan.”
I readjust the hat on backwards on my head and glance around as if I can spot her monsters lurking in the shadows. “How do you want to handle this?”
She taps her fingers against her leg. “You should leave, and I’ll call my boss for instructions.”
Yeah, that’s not happening and the glare I give her says that without me opening my mouth.
Abby’s squishes her hands in the air like she’s holding a puppy. “Jesus, you’re even sexier pissed and I seriously can’t wait to get your shirt off. I’ve been dying to peruse your abs for weeks. So here’s the plan—I’ll stay here, you get the truck, pick me up at the front door, and then we’ll do a couple of switchbacks. You know, to make sure no one’s tailing us.”
She’s saying the right words and she wears this innocent expression, but Abby can spin stories like a spider building a web.
“I’ll call West and Isaiah,” I counter. “We’ll stay put, and they’ll swing by to pick us up so we don’t have to leave the club.”
“Isaiah won’t show. He’s adamant about staying out of my professional obligations.”
“West will show.”
Her mask dissolves. “I can’t wait that long.”
“Then come with me. Now.”
Abby’s fingers tap her leg again and she does that thing where she’s scouring the club for her enemies. “Get the truck, call me the moment you’re outside with wheels, and then we’re out of here.”
