“You… you… what do you mean you still have Shard? What’s a holding room?”
Vance was watching them load up Clarence and Jermaine. His eyes came down to me and his arm loosened, sliding from around my shoulders. I pulled back but he kept me close with his fingers curled around my neck.
“I didn’t like the way Shard was lookin’ at you last night. We took him to the holding room in the offices to talk to him, convince him he didn’t want retribution. He’s being difficult.”
“Oh my God,” I breathed. That did not sound good.
“Don’t worry, he won’t touch you,” Vance said and I figured either they would talk him out of it or Vance would stop him. One way or the other, he wouldn’t touch me. Something about the thought of that made that rush of warmth intensify.
“So what about Clarence and Jermaine?” I asked.
“They aren’t low level. We’ll need to talk to their people. Lee’s already taken his side in this, whatever happens, you won’t feel it.”
My head jerked in surprise and I stared at him in the shadows. “What do you mean, Lee’s taken a side?”
“I mean he’s made it known where he stands,” Vance replied.
“And where does he stand?” I asked.
“By you.”
My breath caught and it was my turn for my mouth to drop open. “You’re joking.”
“Nope. Not a popular opinion. Hank and Chavez both want you shut down. They think you’re gonna get hurt and vigilantism isn’t a big hit with them. You aren’t real popular with Darius either. Still, Lee decides somethin’ that’s it,” Crowe said.
“Where do you stand?” I asked.
“Got your back when you’re on the street. The rest of the time I’ll be tryin’ to talk you out of it.”
I put my hands to my hips. “I thought you just said I knew what I was doing?” I asked.
“He gave you a classic opening and you took advantage of it. He thought you were a joke. You kept your cool and did well but word’ll get around. Somehow, with your shit, it gets around faster than most. People will begin to take you more seriously. Maybe take you as a challenge and look for you. You won’t get the same opening again.”
“I’ll be ready for it,” I said. “That’s not my only move.”
Vance’s shit-eating grin made an appearance. “So, what you’re sayin’ is, you wanted to lose this morning when we were wrestling in bed?” Vance asked.
I opened my mouth to speak (or probably yell) when Luke materialized at our side.
He was smiling huge, no half-mouthed grin this time and I knew he heard what Vance said. Vance dropped his hand from my neck.
“Hate to break up this lover’s chat but we gotta take these boys in. You gonna speak for Law or you want me to do it?” he asked.
“Speak for me?” I asked.
“I’ll do it,” Vance said, ignoring me.
“Speak for me?” I repeated.
“You givin’ her your protection?” Luke asked, ignoring me too.
“Speak for me?” I said again then I hesitated, my eyes narrowed and I went on. “Protection?”
“Yeah,” Vance answered Luke’s protection question.
“Um… protection?” I asked.
Mace arrived at us. “Tell them she’s got mine too,” he said.