Bring On the Night by M.J. Scott

Author:M.J. Scott
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780648481447
Publisher: emscott enterprises

I sat for a long time after Marco ended the call. Had he really suggested I should dangle myself in front of Smith as bait?

My body screamed a very clear “no” at the thought. My brain wasn't that happy about it either. But it couldn't quite let go of the idea that, crazy as it was, maybe it would work.

The thought still made me want to throw up. I locked it away before I made myself ill. We weren't that desperate yet. We had new leads to follow. We had some of my dad's data, and we'd have the rest soon enough.

I sent Dan a message to let him know Marco called. He didn't call back, so I assumed he was still busy at the hospital. I went back into the kitchen and ate Bug's muffins and chatted and tried to pretend everything was just fine.

I don't think she believed me, but she was pretending everything was fine, too, and didn't call me on my nonsense. It probably wasn't the healthiest way to deal with the situation, and my counselor would no doubt lecture me about avoidance if I ever told her about it, but for the afternoon, it was going to have to do.

I needed to be able to function, so I couldn't wade into the emotions swirling around us yet. If I did, I might just drown.

Bug returned to her cooking, and I set my laptop up in the kitchen, doing some client work and continuing my analysis of one of Esteban's companies. I'd been working on this one for a few days already, and nothing had come up that made me think it was the source Smith had been using, so after a couple hours reexamining the data, I added it to the cleared list.

By the time Dan returned from the hospital, I'd made a small dent in the work that had piled up, and Bug had stocked every inch of my freezer. We'd both called it quits and made a pitcher of martinis. Usually we'd drink on my back patio, but given Dan's warning to stay inside, we'd taken them into the living room and were making plans to restock Bug's wardrobe, with something soft and soothing playing in the background.

Bug told us no in no uncertain terms when we raised the subject of going to a safe house. Dan and I tried to argue, but when she started to look wobbly, I pulled him away to the kitchen.

"She's upset," I said. "I don't want to upset her more. Let's give it a bit more time. Let her sleep on it."

He nodded. Which made me wonder what, if anything, he'd learned from the guy at the hospital. If it had been something that implicated Smith, and he thought we were really in danger, he'd be hauling us off to the safe house, no matter what objections Bug might have.

But I wanted to keep things normal for Bug, so I parked my curiosity and made dinner. Bug took herself to bed early, claiming the martinis had made her sleepy.

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