Page 55 of Disavowed

Yeah, keep telling yourself that, asshole.

What he’d really wanted to know was whether she’d take Jack into her bed. Now he had his answer.

Fuck. Me.

The lights in her apartment went out and images began torturing his already crazed mind.

Daisy, naked and spread out while Jack feasted on her luscious body. His tongue in her mouth, then kissing his way down to the juncture of her thighs. Her long, beautiful legs wrapped around his waist as he drove into her warm, willing body.

He growled deep in his throat. It was his own damn fault.

The door to the apartment building flew open, and Jack came barreling down the stairs. Once on the sidewalk, he kicked a nearby garbage can, sending it rolling down the street. Before getting into his BMW, he slammed his fist on top of the roof. Then he got into the car, gunned it down the block, tires screeching, and disappeared around the corner.

“Well, damn.” Dom grinned. The sonofabitch didn’t get any. He exhaled a relieved breath, though part of him wondered about the pent-up anger Jack had just unleashed on that garbage can. If he ever made the mistake of touching Daisy with that anger, Dom would kill him in a heartbeat.

A dark SUV blew past him, barreling up to the traffic light, then making an illegal left on red in the same direction Jack had gone. “Bastard’s gonna kill someone,” he grumbled as he punched in Gray’s number on his cell phone.

Gray answered on the second ring. “Hey, buddy.”

Even though it was eleven o’clock on a Friday night, his partner sounded downright cheerful.

“You’re chipper.” He guessed Alex had given him the happy news, but he didn’t want to give it up that he’d eavesdropped on Daisy and knew before Gray did.

“I am. I’m pregnant. I mean, we’re pregnant. Alex is. Fuck, I’m going to be a father.”

He shook his head at his friend’s inability to speak coherently. “You sound like a dork.”

Gray snorted. “Hormones.”

“Seriously, congrats.” Dom couldn’t keep from smiling. He could hear the joy in Gray’s voice. “How’s Nicky taking the news?”

“The little guy can’t wait to have a baby sister or brother he can boss around.” Dom heard a door shut in the background, indicating Gray had just gone into his office. “Got an update?”

“And then some.” He described how Smith would probably smuggle the weapons inside a Magellan Foods box, but neither he nor Jack had any idea when or where they’d be stashed.

“Shit,” Gray said. “We’re getting bits and pieces here, but nothing concrete we can make a move on.”

“Copy that. I’m running blind on this one.” Considering he was now an operative for the Pyramid, he was not only lacking critical information but he’d been forced into a reactionary role, not a proactive one as he’d anticipated. “Smith is behind this. The guy’s an asshole, but he’s smart. He doesn’t even trust Jack. Worse, I’ve got no info on him for you to run. No real name, no identifiers, not even a personal vehicle for the surveillance teams to tail. Surveillance never caught him leaving the Magellan Foods warehouse, but they’re still watching the place in case he gets into a truck. I’ll try to get a photo of him or prints. I guarantee he’s in a database somewhere.”

“You’ll figure this out. Be patient.”

“Patience hell.” He scrubbed his jaw. “Did you find out if the commissioner is attending the opening?”

“He’s not, and he never planned to,” Gray said. “Those invitations went out a month ago, and he immediately declined due to a schedule conflict. That information was made public.”

“Then it eliminates the PC as the target. The opening is this Sunday, and we’re running out of time.” He blew out a breath. “You got any good news for me?”

“I hear your little friend is enjoying his all-expenses paid vacation in the Bahamas.” Gray chuckled. “Jimmy Gonzalez is racking up quite a pina colada bill, but at least he’s checking in every other day as instructed.”

“So long as he stays down there I don’t care how big his cocktail tab is.”

“Anything else?” Gray asked.

Dom yawned. “Negative.” Except he needed sleep soon or he’d drop like a rock.

“How’s Daisy?”

He started the Explorer, then pulled onto the street. “I’m keeping an eye on her.”