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Lee was standing there.
He stood tall and straight. No blood, no bruises, nothing to indicate he’d seen any escalation of hostilities. In fact, he looked great in a white long-sleeved, torso-hugging tee, jeans, black belt and his motorcycle boots, like he’d just jumped off the Ducati after taking a joyride.
I wanted to run to him, throw my arms around him, do a lot of girlie, oh-my-god-I’m-glad-you’re-all-right and oh-my-god-I’m-glad-I’m-all-right stuff, but his body language was not inviting that. This was badass Lee, and hugs and cuddles were obviously not acceptable at this juncture. Therefore I kept my distance.
He looked at me and did his second body scan of the day, this time a muscle leaping in his jaw.
“What happened?” he asked, eyes on Eddie.
Eddie walked to Lee and handed him his gun. Lee took it and shoved it in the waistband of his jeans while I stared. That wasn’t Eddie’s service pistol. It was a loaner. Eddie wasn’t here in any official capacity. Any bullet that Eddie put in another human being wasn’t going to be traced back to a weapon the police department had given him.
Holy shit.
“Brody tell you the story?” Eddie asked, and Lee shook his head.
“He told me where to find you,” Lee answered.
Darius and Eddie looked at each other.
Then Eddie explained, “Darius heard something was goin’ down and headed over to watch Indy’s house. He’d barely got there when they dropped her outside after she left the house when the car exploded. Darius followed. Knowin’ you were busy, he called me to do backup. I went to your office, got a gun, talked to Brody and told him to get a message to you. Darius waited until I got here and we came in.”
I felt a weird warmth come over me.
Man, I owed these guysbig time.
“She okay?” Lee asked, still not addressing me, even though I was maybe six feet away.
Hmm.
The sudden warm gooey feeling of having good, badass friends looking out for me faded. I didn’t know what to make of Lee not addressing me, except I didn’t like it.
I figured it’d be best to talk about it later, say, after “Yay, It’s Finally Over” sex.
“Bound. Gagged. Tossed around. She’s okay. Where’s Gino?” Darius answered Lee’s question as if I was bound and gagged every day, which, in the past two weeks wasn’t far from the truth (except the gagged part).
“Five minutes behind,” Lee said. Then it was clear he was done with this particular conversation and his eyes locked on me. “Get in the car.”
I didn’t like that either. It was bossy. Way too bossy.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Wilcox moved. Lee’s eyes sliced to him and he didn’t answer me.
“If you’re waitin’ for the cavalry to arrive then you should know your boys outside are neutralized,” Lee said and I felt my breath catch.
Sothatwas Wilcox’s secret.
Andthatwas where Lee had been.
I wondered what neutralized meant, for like, a second. Then I decided I didn’t want to know.
“Relax, Coxy,” Lee went on. “Gino will be here soon. He’s had an earful from Marcus. But I’m sure, since you’re blood, he’ll give you the chance to explain.”
Uh-oh.
Gino was Wilcox’s blood. And Gino’s name was “Gino,” which was a mob boss name if I ever heard one.
That meant the mafia was descending to do “cleanup.”
