I wasn't about to mention the fact that I had rerouted the guy's money. I'm sure Detective Sparks would be salivating over that. He was also likely to toss me in a jail cell and throw away the keys.
“Look, Lany—”
I turned to face the detective once again and held out my hand. “Lany Delvecchio.”
“Shit.” The detective paled. “You are Lany Delvecchio?”
I think he'd heard of me.
“I believe my husband introduced himself.”
Detective Sparks groaned. “I didn't make the connection until now.”
I actually felt kind of bad for the guy. “I know you are just trying to do your job, but I can't talk about anything that happened inside that house except to tell you that I never saw any drugs. I never saw anyone else coming or going either. I really was just there to work on the computer.”
Detective Sparks reached up to rub the back of his neck before letting out a heavy sigh. “Look, I believe you, but I also believe you can give me a name. The guy that smacked you around maybe. I just need one name, and then you can go.”
“I…I c-can't,” I stuttered. Spending any time behind bars was a version of hell I didn't want to visit, but I suspected if I said anything, I'd end up there anyway. But, maybe...” I turned to look at Marcus. “Can you call that number I gave you in case of emergency?”
I think this qualified.
“I did,” Marcus stated. “It was disconnected.”
My soul shivered. “Disconnected?”
How could that be?
I turned toward Sal and gripped his tactical vest with my hands. “Call Dan Crenshaw.”
Sal's eyes narrowed. “You didn't…?”
I winced at the anger in his copper-colored eyes. “I might have?”
“Lany!”
“Sorry.”
“Why would you do something like this without discussing it with me first?” Sal almost snarled his question.
Yeah, I had no good response for that.
“You were busy and…” I shrugged. “I thought you might tell me no.”
Sal's arm instantly looped around me, and I was pulled to his wide muscular chest. “I am never too busy for you, caro. Tu sei tutta la mia vita.”
Sal always knew the right thing to say to make me feel better.
“You are my whole world, too.”
Sal gripped my jaw with his large hand, but gently. “Then don't make decisions like this without talking to me first. Do you know how worried I was? How worried everyone was?”
“I really am sorry, Sal. I was just trying to help.”
For the first time since Sal stormed into the room, I saw a smile spread across his lips. “You have a tremendous heart and an intellect that I envy, but you have no self-awareness when it comes to your own safety.”
Okay, that part might be true.
“I need you to sit down and explain everything to me.”
