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“…I’m working for the DEA.”
WHAT?!
I looked over at Jack in alarm.
There was a split second of alarm on Sloane’s face – and then she pointed her gun right at Jack’s head. “You fuckin’ son of a bitch – ”
“HOLD ON,” Jack snapped. “I’m not wearing a wire. I don’t want you; I want Lou.”
“How the fuck do I know that?”
“If I wanted you, do you think I would tell you I was working for the DEA?”
She frowned. “I guess that makes sense, in a completely fucked up, retarded way…” Then she stared daggers at Jack again. “You stupid son of a bitch – sayin’ shit like that is how you get yourself killed.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t see how I could exactly soft-sell that.”
“I suppose. Don’t do no good to sugarcoat a turd.” She looked at him sideways, then got a mischievous smile on her face. “I should make you strip buck nekkid to make sure you don’t have a wire.”
Bitch.
“No,” Jack said.
She glanced down at his crotch and cocked an eyebrow suggestively. “I’d give you a little sumpin’ sumpin’ to make it worth your while.”
FUCKING bitch –
But Jack still said, “No.”
Sloane huffed in frustration and looked back and forth between me and Jack. “I thought you two weren’t fuckin’.”
“Fiona’s got nothing to do with this,” Jack said. “If you and I are going to do business, then I want to keep it business.”
Sloane looked at me suspiciously. “What the hell’s she doin’ here, then?”
“Fiona was undercover looking for her cousin’s murderer when she and I hooked up. She thinks Lou probably did it.”
Sloane’s eyes narrowed, and she shifted the pistol to me. “Undercover for who?”
I can’t lie, my heart stopped for a second as I stared down the barrel of the Glock.
“Put the gun back on me, Sloane,” Jack ordered.
“Answer the damn question.”
“Put the gun back on me.”
He said it in a tone of voice that would not be disobeyed.
And, I have to say, goddamn sexy. Even though I hated him.
Sloane huffed and snarled, then pointed the gun at Jack again.
“Thank you,” Jack growled. “Fiona’s a PI in LA. She went undercover to find out who killed her cousin, and the DEA found out and blackmailed her into helping them.”
Sloane’s eyes grew wide. “That how they got to you?”
“More or less.”
