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I caught that long, sexy body against me. She felt so good. Better than I’d imagined, and I’d done plenty of imagining. I was a tall man, and I appreciated a tall woman.
Not the time, Fury. “Come on.” I led her toward my car.
“No, I—”
I wasn’t going to argue with her. I solved the matter by lifting her into my arms.
“Fury,” she gasped.
Just then, sirens cut through the night, and a New Orleans PD squad car pulled in.
I strode toward my dark-red Lamborghini. “I’m taking care of you, whether you like it or not. Let me deal with the police, then we’ll get that cut looked at.”
She huffed out a breath. “My handbag. I dropped it.”
“I’ll get it.” I opened my car, and saw her gaze narrow on the vertically-opening scissor doors.
“I bet I don’t want to know how much this car cost,” she said tartly.
“Probably not. But it was all purchased legally, I assure you.” I set her down in the passenger seat. “And it is a hybrid.”
She snorted and gently touched her temple.
I hated seeing that blood smeared on her skin.
She touched my hand. “I’m fine, Kavner.”
I nodded. “Give me a few minutes to deal with the police.”
It didn’t take long for the officers to take statements. There was one advantage of being connected and well-known. I told them what had happened and that I hadn’t gotten a description of the shooter. I scowled. I wished I had.
I stood close by as they questioned London. Her car was a mess. I made a mental note to have it dealt with. I’d already retrieved her handbag.
Finally, the officers had what they needed.
“Probably random street violence,” one officer said. “Targeting a location with wealthy targets.”
London merely nodded. “Probably.”
Finally, I slid into the car. The Revuelto started with the throaty growl of power, then I pulled onto the street. Thankfully, we weren’t far from my place. I touched the dash and the call connected.
“Mr. Fury, to what do I owe the pleasure?” a steady female voice said.
“Can you meet me at my place?” Our doctor was used to late-night calls.
“I’ll be there.”
Soon, I was driving past Dante’s restaurants, club, and bar. We also passed Beau’s gym.
Buying real estate had been some of my earliest investments. Owning a home, actual bricks and mortar, had been important to me. When I’d bought my first place, I’d been pretty emotional. My brothers had gotten me drunk to celebrate. Since then, I’d helped them buy all their property as well.
My building lay ahead on the corner. Ignis Tower housed the offices for my businesses, and my home.
I pulled into the restricted parking area in the underground garage.
“This is your office building,” London said.
“It is.” I helped her out. She was still a little unsteady on her feet. In the private elevator, I pressed my palm to the fancy scanner that Reath had installed.
