“Say yes and then look like you’re flirting with me,” he ordered in a soft voice.
My stomach clutched and I ignored his instructions because I was in sort of a mini freakout. Mace could put any girl in a mini freakout,especiallytelling her to flirt with him andmost especiallyusing a soft voice.
“What?” I asked, sounding stupid.
His eyes shifted and he lifted a chin to the bartender. “Two beers,” he said.
I shook off the freakout and leaned into him.
“What are you doing here?” I whispered.
He circled me, getting close, cutting me off from my posse and forcing my back to the room. He leaned against the bar, looking for all the world like a guy on the prowl with me being the prowlee.
“Lee got word shit’s goin’ down tonight. He put together a team.”
No.
No, no, no.
No shit going down and no team.
I could just about handle my friends offering moral support when they were having fun while they were doing it. I didn’t need the Wild Bunch out there getting paid overtime on Lee’s nickel. That was one favor too far.
The bartender deposited our beers on the bar and Mace slipped him a bill then he ignored the drink, and I did too.
“If this is dangerous, we’ll leave,” I told him.
He shook his head.
“Finish what you start,” he said. “We have it covered.”
“You havewhatcovered?”
“Don’t know. When we do, it’ll be covered.”
Eek.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“You’re here to talk to your dad. Lee’s out there, somewhere, and so are Vance and Matt. I’m assigned to you. Something happens, I grab you and we go to the safe point.”
Safe point?
Safe point?
This did not sound good.
In fact, it sounded really not good.
I opened my mouth to speak but he wasn’t finished.
“Something happens and I have to grab you, you come with me. No argument, no struggle, no worrying about your friends or I’ll neutralize you, no hesitation. Got me?”
Oh…dear…Lord.
I was pretty certain I didn’t want Mace to neutralize me. I didn’t know how he’d do that and I didn’t want to learn.
I decided to pull out the attitude. “I’m calling it off. No neutralizing, no worrying about my friends and no owing Lee the overtime he’s paying you,” I declared.