Sex, Lies & Diamonds (Sex and Lies Book 7) by Kris Calvert

Author:Kris Calvert [Calvert, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781943180264
Publisher: Calvert Communications
Published: 2018-01-17T16:00:00+00:00

16

LEO

If felt good to know I’d be in the company of a team again. Not that I didn’t enjoy lounging about in the sun with my beautiful, half naked wife on the bow of the Andromeda. But I was an agent at heart. I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed it until now. Hawk had the team on a tight schedule and I was more than pleased with the way they’d handled everything—even my snafu with Bea. Even Tree.

It was dark by the pool house, the water reflecting the intermittent moonlight that snuck through the trees each time the wind kicked up. Hawk had kept the artificial lighting to a minimum, working only with what we had on the grounds of Jackson House. To the outside world and an untrained eye, my home looked the way it always did—a pristine and beautiful addition to the Garden District of New Orleans. Even though there was a team member hidden at each entrance, two others sweeping the grounds at all times and a guy with the call sign Barbie on the terrace, who was such an eagle-eyed badass, he’d been known to split a bullet on an axe.

Hawk took off his baseball hat and scratched his head. He was armed from head to toe with artillery and a Kevlar vest. As I stood next to him in my jeans, t-shirt and loafers with one Glock tucked into the back of my waistband, I felt underdressed. In the distance, I could see Dinah bringing ice and drinks into the pool house, no doubt readying the place for everyone to eat in shifts. I watched Third Street as they did—like a hawk—waiting for the pizza to arrive. The night was quiet and I suspected it would remain that way. With Oscar now on the County Coroner’s list of the recently deceased, the Balivino brothers would have no choice but to come back to Jackson House. When they did, I’d be waiting for them.

An ailing pick-up with one headlight slowed on its way down Third Street as if checking the house numbers. I guessed it was our delivery. If we were going to eat pizza, I was choosing the place and paying for the pies. The truck turned into the main entrance and idled. The house phone rang inside from the gate and I hustled up the back steps to take the call.

“Jackson House.”

“I’ve got your pizza.” The delivery guy’s words were mumbled.

I looked out the window to Hawk and gave him a single nod. He slipped back into the darkness with the others, gripping his AR-15. My heart raced and I took a solid breath. “C’mon back. I’ll open the gate for you,” I replied, holding down the star button to open the security gate.

I walked through the house, not nervous to answer my own door, but that one of the guys would get trigger happy if something should go awry. I didn’t want a dead delivery man on my front porch with two hundred dollars’ worth of pizza lying at his feet.

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