Sheltering Emma (Police and Fire: Operation Alpha): Finding Shelter #1 by Drake Aspen

Author:Drake, Aspen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aces Press, LLC
Published: 2018-08-20T16:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

Emma

When I get home Wednesday night, Eli is packing his bag. I set my mail and purse down then put my hands on my hips. “Where are you going?”

“I’ve got a couple jobs lined up. Thanks for letting me crash here. I know you hated every minute of it.”

“What kind of job? Where are you going?” Although I do kinda hate having him stay on my couch, I like knowing he’s safe. And alive. Besides, having an extra person in the apartment is somewhat comforting. As soon as Rick moved out, I realized I don’t like living alone. I keep trying to convince myself that I’m strong and independent and don’t need human companionship, but the reality is that I do.

A lot.

And I don’t get it at work. I have brief interactions with people throughout the day, but no real friendships or conversations. Just a polite hello and goodbye on my way in and out from deliveries, but that’s not the same as companionship. And as annoying as Eli is, having a companion isn’t the worst way to live.

He zips up his bag and places his palms on top of it before looking up at me. “I’m not giving him any money.”

Oh, great. Not this shit again. “So, what are you gonna do?”

“I’ve been talking to some friends up in Seattle. They have a business that could use an extra set of hands. If I run a few jobs for them, they’ll take care of my problem in Vegas.”

Okay, now I’m actually starting to get worried for him. It sounds like he’s walking from one hornet’s nest to another. “What do you mean run jobs for them? Are you talking about drugs?”

Eli holds my gaze for a moment and shakes his head. “Not drugs.”

“Then what, Eli? Just tell me.”

“Dammit, Emma. Why can’t you just let this go? The less you know, the better. I don’t want you to worry.”

“News flash, Eli. I’m already worried. Now, stop playing games, and tell me what the fuck you’re up to.”

“Guns.” He stares at me, challenging me to say something about it. “I need to move some guns from Seattle to Mexico. That’s it.”

“Oh, that’s it?” I walk the length of my small dining area then back, pacing out my frustration. “You’re just gonna drive over the border with a trunk full of weapons, and you don’t think anyone is gonna notice? Are you an idiot?”

For the record, he is.

“I’m driving a boat, brainiac. They’re hiring me to sail up and down the coast a few times, and then they’ll get rid of that pimp in Vegas who’s looking for me.”

“Who you think might be looking for you. You have no idea if he actually gives two shits about you.”

Eli shakes his head, causing me to stop pacing and look at him. “I do know. My friend Ken told me that he’s put a hit out on me. Two hundred grand.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.” I pull out a chair from the table and sit down then wait for him to do the same.

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