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Downy’s eyebrows rose, but it was Luke who chimed in this time.
“Why would it have to do with his sister?” Luke interrupted. “Are you two dating?”
I sighed, picking my hand up to pinch the bridge of my nose.
I chose to answer, though, because if I didn’t, they’d just keep bothering the hell out of me until I did.
“Yes,” I said. “Aspen and I are dating.”
“Who’s Aspen?” Luke asked.
“Downy’s sister,” I replied in exasperation. “Wasn’t that what I just said?”
Luke shrugged.
“I thought her name was Ridley,” he explained, his voice trailing off as his focus was caught by the man across the parking spot from where we’d been sitting.
We were waiting for a warrant to be issued, then we’d go serve the warrant and apprehend the suspect as well as do a thorough search of the property.
Well, they would.
I’d be there just in case one of them got hurt.
Which was very rare.
Although last time we were out I had to patch up Nico’s arm.
He’d scraped his arm on a nail, and I’d gotten to actually use some medical training.
Not that I was complaining. If I wasn’t utilized, then that was a good day, and how I wanted it to be.
“Her name is Aspen Ridley; I call her Ridley,” Downy explained when it was apparent that I wasn’t going to.
I snorted.
“Downy calls her Ridley because he’s too chicken shit to call her by her real name. Which, might I add, breaks her heart. She hates that you don’t like her,” I told him, turning to him to gauge his reaction.
“I do too like her!” He snapped.
I snorted.
“You do?”
He glared.
“What?” He asked, turning away from me. “I do.”
“Funny way to show it,” I muttered, sitting back and swinging my legs around when I saw Nico running towards us from the courthouse.
“Got it,” Nico breathed heavily, scooting into the seat beside me. “Let’s roll.”
I didn’t reply to the question I could see on Downy’s face; instead, I chose to stay silent and let him stew in his own thoughts.
But, by the time we arrived at the house that we were executing the warrant for, Downy’s thoughts were all about the job he was about to perform.
The doors opened and I half stood, eyes on the ground to avoid the equipment and feet of the other men in the truck with me.
Then I smiled when my eyes caught on the dog at our feet.
