Sins, Lies & Naughty Games: A Blackwell-Lyon Security Collection by J. Kenner

Author:J. Kenner [Kenner, J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781949925579
Publisher: Martini & Olive
Published: 2019-11-13T18:30:00+00:00

Kleinman, Camp & Richman takes up seven floors of the Frost Bank Tower, which is located on Congress Avenue between Fourth and Fifth Streets. It’s a pretty quick walk from the intersection where Gracie almost met her demise at Peterman’s hand, but we’re not going there right away.

First, we’re popping into Starbucks.

“I need the caffeine hit,” I say when she protests. But really I want to give her time to catch her breath before we—hopefully—confront the man who’s been stalking her.

And I want time for my friend Landon to get here. A detective with the Austin Police Department, Landon Ware is a solid cop with a good bedside manner. If anyone in the police can make Gracie feel safe, he can. And I want him with us when we go find the fucker at Kleinman.

I’m also waiting on a still image from the lobby security cameras, something Leroy assures me he’s doing right this second, and will text over as soon as he’s pulled the best image.

Most important, though, I want to tell her how Peterman ended up as a client, and I want to do that while we’re sitting, not walking. Because I want to see her face as I run her through the details, and I want to watch her eyes when I go back over the parts involving her.

“So that’s why you were at the bar that first night,” she says after I’ve told her everything. “You were scoping me out.”

I nod. “At first, I thought you might be picking up the bartender.”

She laughs, and I consider that a good sign.

“And when you walked me to my room, it was all just part of a job.”

“No,” I say. “Not all.”

“And The Fix?”

“No.” The word comes out sharper than I intended. “That was pure coincidence. Totally off the clock.”

“No thought at all for your assignment?”

I rub my temples. “It wasn’t planned. I was having fun with you. Christ, Gracie I wanted—”

“What?”

“You,” I say boldly, though I’d intended to avoid the admission. What the hell, right? Go big or go home.

“Oh. I—well, okay, then.”

I’m not sure how to interpret that, but I don’t ask. I want to hold onto the fantasy that we’re going to move past my royal screw up and return to a world where she wanted me, too.

She frowns, and I wonder for a second if that plan is already blown. Then she meets my eyes and says, “What about the shoot?”

“Peterman told me about it.”

“I figured. But how did he know?”

“At the time, I assumed he learned it from you. So, maybe you posted about it on social media?” But even as I speak, I know she’d be too careful for that. “I guess we’ll ask him when we see him.”

As I speak, my phone dings, and I look down to see that Leroy has sent over the still image. Another piece of ammo in the bag. “And there’s Landon,” I say, waving from the table we’d grabbed by a window as the tall, black detective comes in, looking like a badass with his scalp close-shaved and just the hint of a beard.

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