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“She and Shay keep video calling Ryan. They’re drunk and want her to come over. One sec. Ryan? Baby, is Hedra still at Shay’s?”
Ryan’s voice was too muffled for Boone to understand.
“She’s still there,” Grayson said. “Shay just texted Ryan a pic of Hedra on her couch.”
“Fuck,” Boone said.
“What’s going on, buddy?” Grayson asked. “Did you and Hedra fight?”
“Yeah, sort of. I mean, we did. Fuck! She got a threatening text that she said was just a wrong number, but she was lying. I called her on it and asked her to tell me what was going on. When she didn’t, I…”
“You what?”
“I sort of demanded she tell me.”
Grayson laughed. “Your ass still hurt from when she handed it to you?”
Boone huffed out a laugh. “She did get super pissed at me and left the house. I’ve texted and called, but she’s refusing to answer. I’m worried about her, Gray. Does Shay still live on Hemmings Street?”
“Yes, but I don’t think you should go over,” Grayson said.
“She’s in danger, Grayson,” Boone snapped as his tiger snarled. “She needs me.”
“You’re her employer, not her mate,” Grayson said.
He hated how calm and rational Grayson was being. “Someone’s after her.”
“We’ll send Max over to keep an eye on Shay’s place tonight, okay?”
“We know nothing about him,” Boone said. “I don’t want some new guy watching out for my ma… for Hedra.”
“He’s skilled,” Grayson said. “Give Hedra time to cool off before you talk to her again. If you piss her off enough that she quits, what will you do about your nan?”
“Fuck,” Boone snapped before banging his forehead on the window glass. “Yeah, okay. Send the new guy over. Give him my number and tell him to call me if he sees anything or anyone suspicious. Promise, Gray.”
“I promise I’ll give him your number,” Grayson said.
“Thanks, man,” Boone said.
He ended the call and paced the room for another few minutes before returning to the living room. Arranging his face into a semblance of a smile, he sank onto the couch beside Nan.
“Everything okay, Boone?” Nan asked.
“Fine,” he said.
“You never did say where Hedra went tonight,” Nan said.
“Uh, I think she’s out with her friend, Shay,” Boone said.
“Right,” Nan said. Her eyes, still as sharp as ever, burrowed into him until he had to fight not to squirm, and his tiger made a soft growl of submission.
He waited for Nan to say something else like maybe Boone seemed awfully agitated for some reason, but she only gave him a light poke in the thigh. “Find that channel that plays the eighties sitcoms, would you? I want to watch Designing Women.”
“Sure, Nan,” he said. He turned the channel and stared blankly at the screen as his tiger whined and growled for him to go to their mate.
* * *
Nan yawned and petted Alfie, who was curled up on her lap. “You ready to talk yet, Boone?”
