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Eddie only allowed this to momentarily take his attention, because what he took in next, he didn’t get.
First, Jet seemed fine. She was standing next to her dad, and both looked fit. No one was bleeding, and he might miss it from the stale (and fresh) cigarette odor that clogged the air, but he couldn’t smell any expended gunpowder.
Indy was sitting next to Tex on a couch. They were eating from a bucket of chicken wings. Tex had hot sauce all over his mustache and beard. Indy did not.
Lottie was in an armchair. She was doing her nails.
What seemed to be the problem was Bear appeared to be facing off against Lavonne…and Nancy.
Nancy looking pissed was probably why Tex was there. Or Nancy being there at all was why Tex was.
But Nancy wasn’t prone to getting pissed, and when it happened, it was usually on someone else’s behalf.
Even if there didn’t seem to be any immediate danger, Eddie didn’t let his guard down. Bear was probably in his mid to late fifties. If he’d ever attempted to stay in shape, that was a thing of the past, that past being decades ago. Nevertheless, the man was enormous, and bulk could be dangerous if the person who had it knew how to use it.
Eddie had already clocked the guy as knowing how to use it.
Lavonne was small, but wiry, and Eddie figured when she was riled, she was like a rabid chihuahua that could take down a pit bull.
He pinned Jet with his eyes.
“Cariño?” he called.
She came to him, put her hand on his chest and looked up in his eyes.
On her way, he would have liked to appreciate the snug sweater she wore, the tight jeans and the high-heeled boots that did great things to a naturally perfect ass. Not to mention, she had seen Trixie at her salon that day, so her hair was freshly highlighted and styled, with that sexy-as-all-fuck sweep of bangs across her eyes that was now even sexier.
The look she wore on her face, he didn’t take the time to appreciate any of it.
“Talk to me,” he demanded.
“Okay. See, Mom and Lottie were just over to visit Lavonne, you know, girl chat and—”
“Jet,” he grunted in order to get her to focus.
“Soannnnnyyyywaaaaay…” she trailed off but did it turning to give big eyes to her father.
Eddie’s attention cut to Ray.
“Ray?” he bit off.
Ray put up both hands. “Don’t look at me.”
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Tex boomed, then using a partially-gnawed-on chicken wing, he pointed at Lavonne. “She…” He swung the wing to Bear, “Wants him out. He…” He whirled the wing in the air. “Won’t leave. I don’t know what the big deal is and why Jet had to call in the fuzz.”
Eddie also didn’t have the time to react to Tex using the term “the fuzz.”
He’d come home from work, expecting to eat dinner with his woman, watch TV with her, fuck her, then sleep beside her.
Instead, he got a purple bathroom and a callout to Chernobyl house.
He looked down at Jet and raised his brows.
“I think she’s worried about this,” Lavonne put in at that juncture.
Eddie’s gaze went to her, and his body went solid, because she was squinting through the smoke drifting up from the cigarette between her lips and brandishing a long-barrel .44 Magnum revolver.
“Yeah,” Jet whispered. “That’s what I’m worried about.”
