Making Angel (Mariani Crime Family Book 1) by Amanda Washington

Author:Amanda Washington [Washington, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-11-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Angel

BY THE TIME I returned to the suite I shared with Bones, the blond-haired, blue-eyed, two-hundred-and-fifty-pound weight lifter Bones had hired to keep an eye on Markie was coming to. He sat slouched on the sofa, holding an ice pack to his head.

Bones stood against the wall, his arms folded across his chest. “Angel, this is Jamie Matthews.”

I extended my hand to the blond. “Thanks for taking this on last minute. Sorry about the head, man. What happened?”

“Bones here sent me a picture of the girl you wanted me to watch. When I got here, I saw her in the lobby having it out with the girl at the front desk.”

“Markie?” I asked, certain I’d misunderstood. “What do you mean by ‘having it out’?”

“She was trying to get her room charged to her card. The manager showed up and that chick threatened to pack up and leave if they didn’t reverse the charges and put them on her card. Never seen someone so insistent on paying for their room.”

I shook my head. “Well, that explains the calls from the hotel. What happened after that?”

“I followed her back to her room. She didn’t see me, but she did seem spooked so I stayed back. I watched her walk into her room, and that’s the last thing I remember. Woke up with Bones shaking me and a hell of a goose egg.”

My mind clung to the one hopeful phrase he’d muttered. “You’re one hundred percent sure Markie didn’t knock you out?” I asked for clarification.

“Couldn’t have been the girl. I saw her walk into her room. Unless she has super speed, she was in her room when I got hit,” Jamie insisted.

“Yeah, but it could be someone working with her,” Bones said. “It all feels a little too convenient.”

I paced the small space between sofa and kitchenette, sifting through the facts. It was too convenient, only it wasn’t. I was the one who approached Markie at the restaurant the first time we met. Someone would have had to place her at the restaurant, and then at Matt’s, and then outside of the Stratosphere. The locations were random, not exactly places I visited on any particular schedule. Only a handful of people knew about them, and Bones had dragged me to Matt’s in a last-minute decision to bust the guy’s face in. Nobody could have known we’d see Matt at the club and go there.

And the roses.

I called the hotel front desk, but they assured me that no flowers had been delivered to Markie’s room or any other room yet that day. Frustrated, I continued to pace. Why would Markie have roses—which she was clearly allergic to—delivered to her own hotel room? Nothing made sense.

Still, I couldn’t pretend Markie looked squeaky clean. She’d been checking into my family on her phone! We had less than fifteen minutes before we were supposed to leave for dinner and I didn’t know what to do. If Markie was dirty, and we went to the restaurant she’d selected, it could be a trap.

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