Liam nodded with a sigh. He really hated the idea of playing musical bodyguards. Allison trustedhimto keep her and Maddie safe. Not Hunt. Not King. Not Rocky.
Me.
The poor woman had already gone from person to person in search of safety and peace. And now he had to go back in there and tell her he was leaving her in yetanotherstranger’s hands because Jagger’s detective friend couldn’t risk creating an electronic trail that would link him to the team currently protecting Tommy Gallo’s wife.
“Fine.” Liam sighed. “Text me the details for the meeting when you have them. I’ll give Hunt a call after I fill Allison in on the plan.”
“Will do. Y’all need anything else in the meantime?”
“Nah, I think we’re good for now.”
“Roger that. I’ll send you what I’ve got when I’ve got it. Otherwise, give me a holler if you think of anything else.”
“Will do. Oh, and Jag?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks.”
“Any time, brother,” Jagger drawled.
Liam tapped his screen and ended the call before sliding the phone into his back pocket. A slight nagging pulled at thedeepest parts of his gut as he thought about having to leave Allison and Maddie behind.
It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his teammates to keep the mother-daughter duo safe. He literally trusted every member of Delta Team with hislife.
So, no. Whatever he was feeling had nothing to do with his trust in their abilities as private security operatives. But if that wasn’t what had his stomach tying itself into knots, then…what?
You know what. You don’t want to leave them behind.
Liam immediately rebuked the ridiculous notion. Allison and Maddie were his clients. Relative strangers he barely knew.
It’s not like this was the first time he and the guys had played tag-team with clients for the sake of the job, and he’d be willing to bet his next paycheck it also wouldn’t be the last. Truth be told, there wasn’t a single, logical reason for him to feel badly for temporarily placing them in someone else’s care.
Then why are you still standing here, putting off the inevitable?
A low curse escaped from under his breath as Liam made his way back to Allison’s room. He’d bring her up to speed, and then he’d call Hunt. After that, he’d double-check his go-bag to make sure he was ready come morning.
“Is everything okay?”
The sweet voice pulled his focus to his right where Allison stood. Her beautiful face was tight with nervous anticipation, and damn if the guilt didn’t try digging its way back to the surface.
“Yeah.” He shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “That was Jagger. He’s one of the guys on my team.”
“Oh.” She nodded, as if what he’d said explained everything.
Tell her.
“He’s friends with a detective who lives in Seattle. Guy by the name of Knox. You know him?”
“Knox.” Her brows crinkled in the center as she thought about the question. “The name sounds familiar, but I’m not sure if he’s one of the ones I’ve spoken to in the past. You said your teammate is friends with him?”
Liam nodded. “He said Knox is solid police.”
“And Jagger…he trusts him?”
“He does.” Another nod. “And I trust Jagger, so…”
The tip of Allison’s tongue swiped across the seam of her rosy lips. “Okay, so what does this detective have to do with Tommy?”
