for him to finish the story.
When he didn’t continue, I snapped, “And? How did they find him?”
“Oh, they didn’t. Come to find out it was a hit on the wrong place by another Mob gang.”
“And how does this help us?” DB ground out.
“I don’t know. You know, I might have gotten the stories mixed up, I’ll ask Lindee when I get home.” And with that, he left with a wave over his shoulder, leaving the two of us staring after him.
“Tabby’s at home today,” DB muttered, picking up his phone. “I’ll get her to contact Linda to find out what true crime shows she watches. She might even remember the exact details of the episode.”
Not for the first time since I moved to Piersville, I found myself asking, “I doubt it’ll help us, but now I’m curious about it. Does Hurst Townsend keep getting weirder, or is it just me?”
“It’s not just you, man,” he sighed as we started walking toward the meeting room. “Wanna hear something even weirder?”
“I doubt it’ll be weirder, but hit me with it.”
I shouldn’t have said it. I knew as soon as I did that I was daring the world to prove me wrong.
And it did.
“Mark Montgomery just passed the academy. He’s decided that he’s staying here and joining us next week.”
Ah, fuck!
Chapter Eleven
Garrett
I’d decided while I was on a call out to the retirement home to break up a fight between two female residents that I needed to keep Tamsin distracted for her own mental health, but that I could also use the distraction to keep building what we had. It was a win-win. So, I’d texted her when I got back to work that I was taking her out tonight for dinner. It would be our first date somewhere nice, and I was kind of excited.
Bond and Canon, Jarrod’s brothers, had just opened a new place called Klein’s, and it was a mixture of an upscale bar and restaurant. We had Ethan’s place, which was a bar and club, but there wasn’t anywhere like Klein’s in Piersville until they opened. The food was a mixture of international cuisines, so it would be interesting to see what they had.
When I’d told Tamsin about it, she’d been excited about dressing up, so I was putting on smart slacks and a button-down for the first time in ages. It felt weird and like the collar was suffocating me, but I’d get there.
Apparently she wanted to surprise me, so I’d gotten ready in the spare bedroom while she stayed in the main one surrounded by lotions and potions that she swore she needed. There was a lot of swearing coming from there, and for a moment, I considered going in to see if she needed help, but she’d heard me walking up to the door and threatened my balls if I ruined it.
I don’t know what had warranted the yelling and swearing, but when she came out, I about swallowed my tongue. I was in the middle of doing one of the training things we had to do with Clyde every night, so I was holding a treat in my hand. When I looked up and saw her standing there, I dropped it and forgot all about him—not that he had an issue with this.
“Holy shit.”
Smiling brightly, she spun around in a circle, showing me that the back was just as perfect as the front, except I didn’t have the added benefit of seeing her beautiful face, too.
“Do I look okay?”
It felt like all of the saliva had been sucked out of my mouth as I stood staring at her, but when her smile started to drop slightly, I snapped out of it.
“You look gorgeous.”
Blushing, she looked down at her feet, drawing my eyes to the black heels she was wearing that had little holes at the front for her toes. She was already quite tall, but they added a good three inches to her height.
“I couldn’t really do much with my hair because of my damn hand, and my makeup probably looks weird, but it feels good wearing something that isn’t casual or shorts.”
Swallowing and hoping it cured the dryness in my mouth, I asked, “Can you wear that every day?”
Her laughing response to the question made her chest move, and I was so off balance by how beautiful she looked that I did a dick thing and watched her tits jiggle.
Fortunately it didn’t offend her because she just laughed harder. “I couldn’t put my normal