Taking It Slow - Reese Knightley Page 0,32

started taking photos. It wasn’t anything they’d use to arrest Rocco. That wasn’t on their agenda. They needed the information to hopefully find the guy because everywhere they turned, Rocco stayed hidden. The man sent doubles to execute his tasks. Even here, in a warehouse filled with barrels full of drugs, Rocco wouldn’t even be close.

Tucking the flash drive into his pants, he and Eagle made their way out through a side door. Once they were a block away, Eagle put in a call to the local police about the drug location.

They wanted to make Rocco’s life as miserable as possible so the mob boss would fuck up. Then, they’d catch him.

“Let’s call it,” Link said.

“Mission over,” Eagle agreed, taking the flash drive from him. “I’ll get this into evidence.”

It was a five-hour flight back to LAX and then another hour Uber ride to the base.

Spencer left them and made his way back to where he’d parked his truck.

“We’re heading out for a bite to eat. You want to come, Spencer?” Eagle’s voice came through the mic.

“No, I have a few errands to run.”

Link snickered on a chuckle. “You can run, but you can’t hide.”

“Fuck off,” he mumbled and jerked off his vest and dark pullover before sliding on his button-down shirt with the mall security logo on the front. “Some of us have responsibilities.”

There was a long moment of silence. “Hey, Spencer, if you need a loan, man, I’m here,” Link offered.

“Same with me,” Eagle added.

“Nah, I’m good, but thanks, though.” He smirked. “I’ll see you guys two days from now.”

They had a few more warehouses to hit. They had to keep up the pressure on Rocco.

“You better get some fucking sleep,” Link muttered.

“Yeah, yeah,” he snorted, then jerked the com from his ear and started his truck with a boom.

Working two jobs sucked ass, but it made his financial situation easier.

Liam

He gazed around the small diner and found Logan in a booth in the far back talking on his cell phone. Making his way over, he slipped onto the squishy red seat and grabbed a menu.

“Coffee?”

He glanced up and smiled at the server. “Please.” She filled his cup and took his order when Logan signaled he’d already ordered.

“I don’t care how much it costs, I want him found,” his brother growled into the phone.

Liam glanced up from stirring his coffee at his brother’s tone of voice.

Logan had flown in from Colorado on a business trip. Whenever he was in town, they met up for lunch or breakfast and Logan stayed at the house for however long he was there.

Logan ended the call and took a swallow of coffee.

“What’s going on?”

“Someone from Justin’s staff is missing.”

“Missing?”

“Yeah.”

“Who?”

Logan looked away and then back, and then down at his coffee.

“Logan?” he frowned.

“Macy.”

“Who’s Macy?”

“A server at Bailey’s Café. Just a young kid. According to Justin, he’s had a rough start in life. Now, he’s been missing for going on two weeks.”

Liam studied his brother, who looked out the window, avoiding his gaze. Okay…there was more to the story, but he let it go.

“I’m sure if you have the team on it, you’ll find him in no time.”

“Yeah,” Logan rasped, and turned from the window to sip at his coffee.

“How’s it going with the kids?”

“Good now that Rick is out of the picture.”

“Jesus, what a tool,” Logan said.

Their server returned and Liam ordered the breakfast special.

When she left, Logan eyed him a long moment.

“What?”

“How’s Spencer?”

His hand tightened on the handle of his cup. “He’s good.”

“You’ve been spending a lot of time with him.”

“So?”

“He reports to you.”

“We’re just friends.”

“Bullshit.”

“Honestly, nothing has happened. According to Spencer, we can be friends but nothing more.”

Logan frowned. “Why?”

As usual, his brother was blunt.

“Something about me having money and he doesn’t.”

Logan seemed at a loss for words at that. The server came back with their food and the silence went on while they both ate their fill.

“I’m here for you.”

A lump grew in his throat and he took a swallow from his refilled coffee cup before he spoke.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t give up on him.”

“What do you mean?” He frowned.

“Answer me this. Is he attracted to you?”

“How should I know?” he said, irritated. The one kiss they’d shared had been weeks ago.

Logan squinted at him. “Don’t be stupid.” It was said like only a big brother could.

“Bite me,” he said, and was reminded of Spencer whispering bite him during the movie and smiled.

“No. So, I’m going to take that as a yes, he is attracted to you.”

“Yeah, he is. I think so. No,