I climbed out, scrunching my eyes as I stared at her. “Are you going to tell me what the hell is going on?”
“Nope. Follow me.” Bekka was quick with her step as she headed for Tilly’s, making it inside long before we reached the door.
“Just go with it,” I told him. His response was to chuckle.
Once inside, we were greeted with cheers and applause. “Our resident hero!” Bart yelled.
“Two heroes now,” Walt threw out.
Montgomery immediately pulled out the keys. “I’m sorry about your baby, Walt. She kept us safe. I hope you like the replacement.”
Walt’s eyes lit up as he snatched the keys. “You’re alright. Just like your dad.”
Tilly had her fingers between her lips, whistling as if eager to win a contest. I don’t think Montgomery had shaken so many hands in his entire life.
Finally, after a full five minutes of treating us as if we were celebrities, the noise filtered into nothing but…
Silence.
Brutal silence.
“Okay. That’s it. What is going on?” My demand was harsh.
“If you’d called your bestie to let her know you were coming, we wouldn’t need to go through the damn dog and pony show, but here we are,” Bekka clipped.
“Spit it out.” I snapped my hands onto my hips.
“We didn’t know how to tell you. I mean, it’s only been a couple days, but when he showed up, we were trying to figure out how to tell you and, well…”
I slowly turned my head toward Tilly. She’d never been tongue-tied in her life. “Who are you talking about?”
The rustle of customers as they moved aside drew my attention. With the sunlight streaming in through the window, it took me a few seconds to figure out what I was seeing.
A rush of emotions flooded the gates, driving aside the numbness.
No. It wasn’t possible. I had to be seeing a ghost.
“Danny.” As soon as I rushed toward him, throwing myself in his arms, another round of applause drowned out the thudding of my heart.
“Hey, sis. I’m sorry. I should have called.”
I pulled away, gasping as tears streamed down my face. “What? How? I saw you. You were dead.”
“What you saw was the man I killed who’d arrived to assassinate me,” Danny answered. “It all happened fast. There was a second asshole I had to outrun. I had no idea you arrived only minutes later.”
“I should have noticed,” Montgomery said, obviously furious with himself.
Danny shrugged. “The guy looked enough like me that with half his head blown off, you couldn’t have told the difference. I’m sorry, Mr. Prince. I didn’t know just how close you were to my sister when I attacked you.”
With Montgomery right by my side, I looked into his eyes. “Be nice,” I gritted out.
My handsome hero chuckled. “I’m always nice. We’ll talk, Danny.”
“Yes, sir.” Danny was nervous, rubbing his hands on his jeans. The fact he was standing here, safe and alive was…
No more time wasted.
“The man in the hotel room was the one driving the blue Dodge Ram that tried to run me down.” I was doing nothing more than putting pieces together.
