Emanuel's Heat by Tiffany Patterson

Author:Tiffany Patterson [Patterson, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: TMP Publishing LLC
Published: 2019-07-08T16:00:00+00:00

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Emanuel

“Allende, you’re driving tonight,” Sean states, pointing at me from across the kitchen.

I glance up from the pasta primavera with shrimp that I’m cooking. “Not a problem.”

“That smells good. What’s in it?” Sean reaches in to swipe a shrimp. “Shit! What the fuck?” he growls as I slap his hand with the wooden spoon.

“Learn some fucking manners. You don’t stick your dirty ass hands into my food!”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell him since we were kids.”

We both turn at the sound of the feminine voice to see Angela standing there grinning as she gives her older brother a that’s what you get expression.

“What are you doing here?”

I look at Sean, lifting my eyebrow. He’s not simply asking out of curiosity. His tone is clipped, angered almost.

“Well, hello, too, big brother. I’m here to see my husband, of course,” Angela replies with her hand on her hip.

“Eric’s upstairs,” I say.

“Thanks, Emanuel.” Angela nods and moves in, giving Sean a quick hug before exiting the kitchen to head up the stairs, I assume.

I turn to my lieutenant. “What was that about?” I get the feeling it isn’t strictly family business that has him so anxious. I’ve been feeling it for weeks, here at the station. As if there’s some hidden danger that everyone knows about but no one is actually saying. Not the typical danger, either. We’re firefighters, our job puts us in some very precarious situations routinely. It’s a part of the job and we all know it. And more than that, we all embrace it. But the type of unspoken danger I’m talking about seems like something else.

“Nothing.” Sean shakes his head. He turns, but is stopped when I grab him by the arm. His expression turns serious when he glances from my hand to my face.

He can be pissed all he wants. “What the hell is going on?”

He snatches his arm from me. “Don’t put—”

“Yeah, whatever.” I wave off the threat I assumed was about to spill from his lips. “You’ve all been skirting around something for weeks now and I want to know what the fuck is up.” I work to control my anger.

“I—” He stops when footsteps can be heard coming down the stairs. “We’ll talk about it later.”

I’m ready to tell him later isn’t good enough when the alarm sounds for an incoming call.

“Rescue Four, two young men trapped on the scaffolding of a building. Address …” the operator’s voice sounds throughout the entire station on the speakers.

Whatever I was about to say to Sean is forgotten in an instant as I turn off the stove and race behind him toward the garage. I easily step into my turnout gear, pulling the suspenders over my shoulders, and grab my jacket but opt not to throw it on at this time.

I head straight for the driver’s seat since I’m driving that shift. Sean hops into the passenger seat since he’s the highest ranking member on the squad for the night. Don and Carter get in the back of the rig.

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