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“I’m not on duty, so it feels kind of strange,” I told him. “But I’ll be fine. Let’s go.”
A lot was riding on today. If Jaxon’s impression of Iain wasn’t positive, I, well, I didn’t want to think about that. I swallowed hard and took a deep breath before I exited the truck.
Quinn was at the front door, waving us in, and I knew Lennie was already inside. He’d texted me as I was en route. By Regan’s order, he was still at Iain’s house, trading shifts with Quinn and Valen.
Everything with Iain’s stalker had been eerily quiet since we got back to town, but Regan and I weren’t convinced it was over. Greg thought it was done with. But until the investigator gave us some answers about who might be behind the messages, I wouldn’t be letting my guard down.
My sixth sense told me we were as secure as possible, but that didn’t prevent me from looking around. I was always aware of my surroundings.
I rounded the hood of the truck and placed my hand on Jaxon’s shoulders, guiding him to the door.
“Jaxon,” I squeezed his shoulder, “you remember Quinn?”
Jaxon waved. “Hey, Quinn!”
“Nice to see you again, Jax. Cool shoes,” Quinn replied.
The former cop-turned-bodyguard was usually a wall of ice, so seeing him smile was strange.
“Thanks. I like your new tattoo. Did it hurt?”
“This one?” Quinn replied as he pointed to the Celtic knot on his left hand. “Barely a pinch.”
“Are you sure? My friend Casey’s dad got a tattoo on his wrist and said he was never getting another one ever again.”
Quinn shrugged. “I’m used to it. I got a lot of them. So, is this your first time meeting the band?”
“Yes! And Dad’s nervous. He’s been pacing all morning.”
Shit.
“He’s joking. Not nervous,” I said to Quinn, who was giving me a confused look. “Are they all here?”
“Yup, head on back. Have fun.”
We slipped past Quinn and down the hallway. The recording studio was at the back of the building.
When we reached the end of the hallway, I knocked on the heavy wood door.
Bibi answered with a big smile. “How y’all doing?”
“We’re great, Bibi. I’d like you to meet my son, Jaxon.”
“Well, it’s wonderful to finally meet you in person, Jaxon. I’m Brodie’s assistant,” she explained. “Love your outfit! You excited to meet the guys?”
“Thanks, Bibi, and yeah, I’m so excited! But Dad’s nervous.”
Bibi gave me a knowing smirk.
“Jax—”
“Sorry, Dad.”
I could tell from his grin he wasn’t sorry at all.
“Come on in. The guys are working on a new piece and have their headphones on, so we’ll stand in the editing booth for now, and watch.”
Bibi led the way as we headed down another narrow hallway and turned left.
