Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 109695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Vanetti’s brows rose. “You two getting along, okay?”
“Of course. Going down?”
“I was, but since you’re both here, I need to talk to you first. Let’s go to my office.”
Stone motioned for me to go first, and I followed Vanetti through the reception area and down the hall to his office. What was Stone about to say? I’m too damn… what? I wanted to think it was stupid so I could keep arguing with him, but the way his voice had gone all rumbly… and how he’d looked at me. That’s not the way you look at someone you think is stupid. Unless it is? No, definitely not.
Vanetti sat behind his desk, and we took the chairs in front. Clasping his hands on his desktop, he gazed between us. “So… are you two having any luck?”
“No,” Stone said.
“Yes,” I said.
Vanetti’s brows rose. “So which is it?”
“We didn’t find much at the office where the explosion took place,” I spoke up before Stone could answer. “But we found a lead with Razor and his gang. One of the gang members knows something, but he took off before we could question him.” I shrugged, leaving out the part where I’d messed up. “But I picked up a name at his trailer house, so we’re going to look into that.”
Stone glowered at me, but I ignored him. My job wasn’t his problem? We’d see about that.
“What’s the name?”
“Johnny. Do you know someone with that name who might want to kill Stone?” I raised a brow at Stone. “Because he can’t think of anyone.”
Again, he glared back, but didn’t try to stop me.
Vanetti’s brows rose and he shook his head, so I went on. “Also, tonight we’re supposed to meet with some of the newest gang members, and the bad guy could be one of them. If he is, we’ll wrap it up tonight.”
“Hmm. You think it will be that easy?” Vanetti glanced at Stone for confirmation, but Stone just shrugged, his lips flat.
“Anything is possible.” I shrugged. “But we won’t know until tonight.”
Vanetti studied Stone for a long moment before turning back to me and nodding. “Good. I’m glad you’re making progress. If it won’t be a problem, I need Stone to pay a visit to the club. After that, you’re free to go back to your investigation.”
Stone raised a brow, his expression clearing a little. “You have a delivery for me?”
“Yes. It shouldn’t take long.” Vanetti glanced at me. “Could you excuse us for a moment?”
“Oh, sure.” I slipped out of the room, leaving the door ajar to wait in the hall. Behind me, I heard chairs shifting before a beep sounded from the safe.
“Here you go. Wes knows you’re coming,” Vanetti said.
A moment later, Stone strode out the door, walking passed me as if I wasn’t there. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was trying to ditch me. Peeking back inside, I sent a quick wave to Mr. Vanetti. “Uh… see ya.”
I followed Stone back to the elevators, but kept my mouth shut. He may want to ditch me, but I wasn’t going to let him, no matter what his reasons were. After all, it was his life I was trying to save, and I’d do my job. If he ended up dead, it wouldn’t be my fault. And, as long as I didn’t kill him, I’d still get paid, right?
Chapter 6
Stone
We waited for the elevator to arrive, and, more than anything, I wanted to tell Serenity to stay here, but Vanetti wouldn’t let me do that. Still, having her dogging my every step was getting on my nerves. I’d told her she was a distraction, and that was putting it mildly.
Having her so close was messing with me. Since her visions didn’t seem to help much, I’d latched onto that as an excuse to stop working together. It had hurt her feelings, but I didn’t know what else to do.
Taking her to the shop hadn’t been the best idea. The way the guys had looked her over had set my teeth on edge, and I’d wanted to punch each of them in the face.
Then there was the bike. What was I thinking? Having her body molded against mine filled me with pleasure. It brought her close enough that I could still smell her scent, which seemed even more intoxicating than the first time we’d met. Was it possible that her psychic ability included seduction? If I didn’t know better, I’d think she’d put a spell on me.
We stepped into the elevator, and I was relieved that she didn’t try to talk to me, even though her eyes held anger and enough hurt that I felt like a first-class jerk. That irritated me, so I huffed out a breath and filled her in. “If you don’t know, Vanetti owns The Comet Club. I take care of security for him, so I’m there a lot. This errand shouldn’t take long, so we’ll be back soon.”