“Just the other day, you were wanting to go out to the clubs.”
“I wasn’t serious.”
“You said yourself, nobody knows you’re here.”
“Well, yeah,” she said in a pouty voice.
“You can stay here, we can take you to a hotel, or you can ride back with us and let the sheriff figure it out.”
Paisley thought for a half second. “No, I’d rather stay here.”
I figured she’d be safe. I hadn’t seen hide nor hair of the assailants in days. By now, I’m sure they realized she didn’t have the case.
“I need a gun or something,” Paisley said.
I gave her a look. “Do you know how to use one?”
“Yes, my dad took me hunting all the time when I was little.”
I shared an uneasy look with JD.
He shrugged.
“If I give you a gun, you have to promise not to shoot anybody unless they’re trying to kill you.”
She gave me a flat look. “Do I look like a psychopath?”
“Jury’s out.”
She sneered at me.
Against my better judgment, I gave her a gun and showed her how to use it. After demonstrating her proficiency in handling it, I felt a little more comfortable.
“Don’t rob a bank with it,” I warned.
“Oh, no. I won’t do anything like that. That’s crazy. I’ll start with liquor stores first,” she teased.
“We stocked up on food yesterday, so you should be fine for a week. Call the sheriff if you need anything. Don’t have any parties on the boat.”
“Not even a little one?”
My eyes narrowed at her.
“Kidding.”
“Don’t make me regret this.”
She scoffed. “Everything’s going to be fine. Relax. I’ll look after the boat.”
JD and I prepped our gear and prepared for a week-long excursion.
Tommy called and said his guy was en route and would pick us up.
We said our goodbyes to Paisley and hustled down the dock to the helipad. The high-end marina catered to the ultra-rich and was one of the few with a heliport. If you were really rich, you had one on your yacht.
Rotors thumped, and the sleek black helicopter touched down. Rotor wash bent trees and grass.
We crouched low and hurried to the craft. Once inside, we shook hands with Eddie, and Jack pulled the door shut. We put on headsets, and Eddie lifted us from the tarmac. He angled away, and the marina grew small as we headed south.
