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NICOLO
I don’t even need to look at Avah as I drive back to my place to know something is up.
But I don’t poke and prod.
How can I when I fucking put her out there as bait. Protected bait, but still bait.
Lock her up and keep her with me is the thing that pushes my blood in my veins. I’m more than fucking lucky Leo’s giving me this time.
If I fuck things up—
I’m not going to. Not with her life, my job, and the trust it comes with.
“You okay?”
“Yes.” Her fingers tighten on the camera bag on her lap. The thing is big, and I’ve a good mind to tell her to use that as a weapon if she needs to.
Of course, I watched her go over it all. She fucking treated each piece as she unpacked and packed it like they were precious jewels. It made me smile.
But what didn’t was sending her in without me, without someone to watch her.
If it’s some weirdo, she’s safe where she was—too many people and a rabid wedding coordinator that prowled the entire outdoor part and the church with her little headset and assistants that looked worn to the bone.
The planner had an out-of-town aunt grilled to within an inch of her life who had rolled in late after the wedding. So, I didn’t even attempt to go in. I stayed close, though.
“You turned up almost the minute I called,” Avah says softly.
I turn onto my street. “Fuck yeah, I did. I was outside.”
“Well, at least you aren’t lying.”
“Not a liar, babe.”
She sniffs, and I know there’s something on her mind she’s trying to work around that has zero to do with me being there.
Funny how you can feel like you’ve known a person you just met forever and also be constantly fascinated by them.
But I wait.
The thing is, while I get that some fuck with a hard-on and creepy social skills is a dangerous asshole, it’s the other possible threat I worry about.
The reason I didn’t go in, didn’t send someone in. There are ways and means, and even a rabid wedding planner isn’t taking me down or stopping me if I wanted in.
El Cabeza.
I still know fuck all about them.
Fine, I know a little more than before, but it’s still fuck all, and what we know, I fucking hate.
All the bad shit in those squashed rumors isn’t good. Drugs to whoever and cut with whatever. Plus a whole lot of double-crossing and ins with some South American gangs that you just don’t mess with.
That’s third and fourth hand shit. Articles of arrests that went away because someone was paid off, or more often than not, killed.
So, why the fuck is the Lowlander gang network messing with them? Beyond supplies.
Or maybe that’s enough to get tangled.
When I was there, talking to them, I didn’t get very many answers, and I couldn’t prod as I would normally do.
