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I waited until the red light blinking on the overhead camera went dark before turning my attention back to the girl.
“I believe we asked you some questions.”
Her throat bobbed.
The fear hitching her shoulders high, leaking into the azure blue of her eyes, made a smile pull at my lips.
“Look, I don’t know who you are but this isn’t your business,” the guy said, glancing between Corvus and me with something in his stare that whispered to me not to trust him.
I didn’t like the way he was looking at us. Like he was gauging our height. Our builds. The distance between us and him.
He widened his stance.
A fighter, then.
“Wait. I know you,” Corvus said suddenly, ignoring the guy’s misinformed statement. “You’re Kit. Kitrick Dagwood. From Lennox.”
He fixed his cold blue’s on the girl next. “Which would make you Dominique.”
Kit.
Kit?
I racked my brain, dredging up information from the bits and pieces I picked up on my own from my brother’s more intensive PI work. The exhaustion clinging to my skull like lead weights made it difficult, but not impossible.
This was the self-defense instructor she’d been fucking. And the friend who all but abandoned her when she moved here.
I analyzed them in a new light.
Kit stood a little shy of six feet from the ground. With reddish brown scruff on his jaw that grew up into darker hair cropped short. Shit brown eyes. A decent jaw. If you liked the ass chin thing.
Not her type.
And fucking old.
Not that I was one to judge, but this guy had to be thirty five. And not a threat. It was clear Corv was thinking this pissant might be Ava Jade’s stalker, but no. This guy couldn’t be him.
“And you are?” Kit replied to Corvus, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
“Your worst fucking nightmare.”
“Look, man, I didn’t come here for trouble. I came here to check on a friend.”
“A friend?” I echoed. “Don’t you mean fuckbuddy?”
Even saying the words made a twist of jealousy twinge in my stomach. Not my thing. Never was. But Ghost wasmine.Ours. The fact that this pansy ass motherfucker came here meant on some delusional level he thought he still had a claim on her. He needed to understand that he didn’t. And never would again.
“That’s not your business.”
Dead wrong.
“You should leave,” I said, the one and only warning I would give. Only spoken at all out of respect for my Ghost and the fact that she may not like to return home to find her old friends dead.
Corvus squared off against Kit, who raised his hands in a placating gesture my end-of-his-rope brother wouldn’t be placated by.
A shiver of anticipation rolled down my spine at the look in his ice cold eyes. The dead look. The one that spoke of murder. A smile pulled at my lips.
“Look, I get it. You’re the new flavor of the week, right?”
