“Until tonight,” I crooned with a final press of my lips to her knuckles before I let her go.
The second the door slammed closed, my smile faded.
I lowered the privacy window to face myStiddari. “Luigi, make sure they get home safely. Then, once you’re done, head for 34th and Park Avenue. I’ll text you details when I have them.”
“Sure, boss.”
As he ducked out of the car and took off after them, I retrieved my cell from my jacket pocket.
Me: Chad, be ready in 20. Code blue.
Chad: Shit. I’ll pack ammo for…?
Me: Four max.
Not glancing at Dante, who awaited orders, I instructed, “We’re picking up Chad from his place.”
FORTY-TWO
STAN
“What the hell?” I snarled when, a few minutes away from our stop, someone tugged on the door handle to the back seat at a red light.
A face peered through the window that had me hissing under my breath before releasing the lock and opening it.
“The fuck do you want?” I demanded as the privacy compartment lowered and my guest and I came face-to-face with Dante and Chad, who pointed guns at the back seat.
If I didn’t have ultimate faith in the fear my poisons caused in the men, I might have considered this to be an ambush.
Instead, I wafted a hand at their weapons.
“Sir?” Chad did a double take when he saw who’d slipped into the car.
“What do you think I want?” Star Sullivan snarled as she threw herself on the seat opposite me then turned to frown at Chad. “Thought you worked on Aurora’s detail?”
Flicking a wary look between us, Chad cleared his throat.
Answering on his behalf, I mocked, “He’s good company.”
Star cackled. “The best.”
I flicked my fingers at the veteran, who lifted the privacy screen again.
“Why did you bring him along?”
“Why should I tell you that?”
She fluttered her lashes. “Because I asked nicely.”
I pursed my lips but couldn’t deny how helpful she’d been recently.
“Aurora’s in Vegas and he’s stuck on door duty when that happens. I’d prefer him with me than kicking his heels. Anyway, can we get this back on track? I have no idea what you want and I have places to be.”
Because ‘annoying as fuck’ was her personality type, she crossed her feet on the seat beside me and knocked her shitkickers together. “Dead To Me.”
“I told you everything I know.”
“You told me nothing.”
