Then he leaned deeper toward me and he said softly, “I’m gonna tell you what I make of this. What I make of it, Gwendolyn, is if my woman had a sister who I knew was in some serious shit, she would not be havin’ a chat with Kane Allen, she would not be sleepin’ alone and therefore she would not ever have to worry about whether she needs a baseball bat or crowbar because she’d be in bed beside me.”
Oh.
Wow.
MM’s hand left my neck.
Uh-oh.
“Did I just hear you?” MM asked in his scary voice.
Uh-oh!
Lawson’s eyes lifted again and again he did it without moving his head. “You just heard me.”
Uh-oh!
“Um…” I started to take my heels off the chair when MM spoke.
“My boys clocked him on his second drive ‘round to case Gwen’s house. No one was close enough to get to her fast so we called it in to you boys three minutes before he even hit her sidewalk. You had units in the vicinity so he was in the house for less than two minutes before they arrived. Gwen was never in any danger.”
What?
“It’s luck we had units in the vicinity,” Lawson returned as he stood.
“Bullshit, Lawson, your boys have been cruisin’ the neighborhood for two weeks, hopin’ Ginger would make a visit,” MM fired back.
“This area is hot but we don’t sit on her house, Hawk,” Lawson retorted.
Hawk?
I looked up at MM.
“Hawk?” I asked.
He ignored me as he was too busy scowling at Lawson. “Your boys were five minutes out, my boys eight. One way or another, she was covered.”
His boys?
“She had to arm herself with a snow globe,” Lawson reminded him.
I stood and looked up again at MM.
“Hawk?” I repeated.
“She was covered,” MM repeated.
“Yeah, but she didn’t know that,” Lawson returned.
“Hawk?” I shouted and MM’s eyes dropped to me.
“Babe. What?” he clipped.
Oh my God. His name was Hawk.
Who had a name like Hawk?
I opened my mouth to confirm that his name was indeed Hawk then instantly remembered Lawson was there and I didn’t want him to know I didn’t know MM’s (or Hawk’s) name so I snapped my mouth closed right when I heard my father’s voice.