The guy’s blowing smoke out his ass. If the infamous crime family wanted revenge, they would’ve done it a long time ago. This is different. Someone wants Sienna publicly humiliated.
While I’m thinking, the murderer leans across the table and grins. “There was one particular woman who worked for them. Check out the life insurance adjuster. She was pretty pissed off when she didn’t get a piece of my pie.
I rack my brain and come up empty but Sam’s eyes light up. “Dahlyla Stevenson?”
“Yeah. That’s the one.”
He waves over the guard, grabs his crotch, and leers. “We’re done here. Give a kiss to Sienna for me.
On the drive home, Sam is unusually quiet so I stop at a diner, thinking she might be hungry.
She butters a warm roll and chews. “Do you still think Peter Olafson had anything to do with Calvin’s murder?”
“You tell me, first.” My gut response, says no, but I don’t want to influence her process.
“Hmm… No. However, he could be an excellent liar.”
Nibbling on a salad, she points with her fork. “And it makes sense. Jason found nothing connecting him to the murder but he did give us a name.”
Opening her laptop, she types, and her mouth drops open. “Whoa. Dahlyla Stevenson was recently released. Scooby? I think we got our first clue.”
“Can you find her parole officer?” One of my French fries disappears from my plate.
“Not yet, but I’ll send an email to a friend on the force. Can you ping Andy? He needs better news.”
I wipe my hands on the paper napkin, then text my pal.
Me: Olafson gave up Dahlyla Stevenson. She just made bail.
Andy: Copy
We finish our meal and at the end, my pretty partner sighs. “I’m not pregnant.”
My heart drops.God, no.“You lost it?”
Soft hands reach across the table and big brown eyes capture mine. “No, tough guy. Sienna’s the one who’s expecting, not me. She took a test the night she stayed with us and I’m guessing you saw her results in the trash.”
“Wow.” My face heats. I’m such a damn fool. Hell, I’d planned where we’d put the crib and how I’d divide the loft to make room for a nursery.
Her lower lip trembles. “I’m so, so, sorry. I would’ve said something sooner if I‘d only known. Why didn’t you ask?”
“I dunno. I was afraid maybe you didn’t want my kid.” The confession comes from out of nowhere, surprising even me.
“Really? Suds, I would never make that kind of decision without you.” She slips out of her side of the booth and parks her pretty ass next to mine. “But, it’s very sexy you wanted to make a baby with me.”
My cock twitches. “No shit?”
“Yeah. Hot. Very hot.” She squeezes my upper thigh, her thumb almost at my crotch.
Now, how the hell am I supposed to walk to the car without making it obvious she’s got me going? “Want to find a hotel?”
“What about Dahlyla.”
“Not into threesomes.” Grinning, I wink and she laughs.
“Not at all what I meant.”
“Call Jason. Have him find us a room that rents by the minute.”
