Deck the Halls by Cynthia Eden

Author:Cynthia Eden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Hocus Pocus Publishing, Inc.

Chapter Seven

“So you’re going to meet the family, huh?” Scotty asked as they grabbed their coats at eight and got ready to head out the door.

Another day from hell. Holidays could bring out the best in people, but they could bring out the worst, too. He and Scotty had spent hours at another crime scene. A robbery gone bad. The shop owner hadn’t been the one to wind up in the body bag, though. The robber probably hadn’t expected a guy in his eighties to fight back.

He had.

Jonas yanked on his gloves. “I already know the family.” Too well, so he knew what kind of welcome he’d get when he showed up with Christie.

Because they also know me too well. Well enough to understand that he shouldn’t be with Christie. He wasn’t good enough for her. He’d always known that truth, too.

“Take my advice with this one,” Scotty said as his grin slid away. “Don’t screw up.”

Jonas raised a brow.

“Seriously. This one isn’t like the others.”

Christie wasn’t like anyone else that Jonas had ever met.

“We’re both gettin’ too old to spend our holidays alone.” Scotty looked out the front doors of the station. “There’s got to be more than crime scenes waiting on us. If you’re smart, you’ll take that ‘more’ that’s standing so close to you.” He inclined his head. “Good night, partner.”

A cold blast of air swept inside when Scotty left.

Jonas lifted his collar and got ready to follow his partner.

“Yo, Kirk!”

His hand hesitated in front of the doors. He glanced to the left and saw the desk sergeant waving him over. He and Carl Wallace had known each other for years.

“Hey, aren’t you friends with Daniel Tate?”

A fast nod.

“My boy Jamie is working as a security guard there.”

“I saw him the other night.” And he might have seen me and Christie in the elevator. Jonas turned away from the door. There was something in Carl’s voice that had caused unease to slither through him. “There a problem?”

“I know it’s not your beat, but, since you and Daniel are buddies…” Carl leaned over the desk. “Jamie called about an hour ago. Said there was some trouble in one of the offices.”

“What kind of trouble?” Jonas’s phone vibrated in his pocket. “Hold on, Carl.” He stepped to the side as he put the phone to his ear. “Kirk.”

“Jonas! Shit, man, I need you.” Daniel’s voice was way more tense than normal—and normal usually was tense for Daniel. “Can you come down to the company? Someone broke into Christie’s office and trashed the place!”

What? Fuck. “I’m on my way.” He spun around.

“Wait!” Carl called out. “Don’t you want to know—”

“On it, Carl, thanks.” The cold air hit him in the face as he raced for his vehicle. Christie’s office. What the hell? As far as he knew, there had never been any trouble at Tate Toys.

So why was it starting now? And why was some asshole targeting Christie?

***

Uniforms were on the scene when Jonas arrived at Tate Toys. A cop he recognized, Officer Larry Piner, stood just outside Christie’s office doorway.

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