Jesse and Antwan.
Callie stepped inside first, and he tugged her into his arms, planting a kiss on her lips before pulling back. “What’s going on?”
“I found a couple of your friends.”
Hell yes, she did. He looked up and pulled Jesse into a hug, then Antwan. “You’re early!”
Antwan lifted a shoulder. “I changed my flight to an earlier one and found Jesse at the airport.”
Lock shook his head. “Fuck, it’s good to see you both. Missed you.” He’d missed all the members of his team.
“We missed you too,” Jesse said.
Eastern returned to the table, and Lock turned to him with a grin. “Eastern, these are two of the men from my team, Jesse and Antwan. Guys, this is one of my brothers, Eastern.”
“The better-looking brother,” Eastern said with a smile as he held out his hand.
“You’re the sheriff?” Antwan asked, inspecting Eastern’s uniform.
He dipped his head. “I am.”
“Then you should probably know what just happened.” Antwan’s gaze shifted to Lock. “You too.”
He tensed. “Something happened to you already?”
“We almost hit Callie with our car because some jackass shoved her down onto the street,” Jesse said.
“What?” It was almost a damn shout from Lock, but he couldn’t fucking help it. He looked down at Callie. “Who shoved you?”
“Just some guy who’s been bullying Hamish. He had a friend with him. They’re really awful to Hamish. Today, they slammed his head into their car.”
“You get a name?” Eastern asked, sounding a hell of a lot calmer than Lock.
“Lucian,” Antwan said.
“He’s the guy you punched at the bar,” Callie added.
Eastern cursed. “Lucian Tate. We’ve had complaints about him before. He’s an asshole to a lot of people. Works for the local electric company. I’ll have some of my guys talk to him.”
Lock’s hands fisted. He should have done more than hit the guy that night he’d touched Callie.
“That won’t help,” Antwan said, seemingly more to himself than anyone else. “He likes the power trip. One look at him and I could see that.”
Lock turned to Callie and cupped her cheeks. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Just worried about Hamish.”
He was more worried abouther. He scanned her body, lifting her hands, only to growl at the scrapes on her palms. “Callie—”
“I’m okay. Really. Come on. Let’s focus on your friends being here.”
Lock was glad his friends were here. But he also wanted to kick this Lucian’s ass for touching Callieagain. And he would if he ever saw the asshole.
CHAPTER 20
“Tell me about Amber Ridge,” Lock said as he lifted the beer to his mouth. “Is it still as perfect as you described it?”
Antwan, Jesse, and Callie stood around him at a bar table at Meridian having some drinks.
