One look at him told me that I should probably not push it.
“Okay,” I agreed. “I need to get to the shop anyway and Marianne wants to meet at The Hornet for drinks tonight.”
Lee expected me to mouth off. At my words, his angry face cracked and a look came in his eyes that gave me the feeling that if we didn’t have an audience, he’d be on me like a rash.
Chapter Twenty
Two Souls Separated in Heaven
“You don’t have to model, I know I want the red,” Lee said.
We were back in the Crossfire, idling in front of Fortnum’s, Chowleena panting on my lap.
Rosie and the hit man had both been arrested. Eddie had the hit man’s gun which probably had been used to fire a bullet into Pepper Rick’s brain. I’d given my billionth statement to the police in a week. Hank had swung by and seemed to be spending a lot of energy trying not to murder me or Ally and wasn’t talking to Lee but seemed to be siding with Eddie in the whole Indy Ride-Along Debate. Eddie was exuding a pissed off vibe that kept everyone at a distance. Finally, Lee’s man Matt came to pick us up and took us to the Crossfire.
I wasn’t following the current conversation so I turned questioningly to Lee.
“First,” he finished his thought.
“What?” I asked.
His hand came out and hooked me around the neck bringing me to him.
“Underwear, garters, stockings,” he murmured against my mouth.
Of course.
I wasn’t surprised Lee chose the red. It wasn’t only racy, red was a power color.
His mouth brushed mine and then he let me go.
“Give me your phone,” he demanded.
I handed it to him. His hand curled around it and he pressed buttons with his thumb.
“Let me know where you are, everywhere you go. I want to know you get there safe. I’ve got things to do and I don’t know where I’ll be. If you can’t get hold of me, I’m programming your phone with the number to the surveillance room. There’s someone there twenty-four-seven and they can always get word to me.”
“Okay.”
“If I’m finished in time, I’ll meet you at The Hornet. If not, I’ll meet you at your house.”
“What if you’re not finished on time but finished in the middle of the night, like last night?”
His eyes caught mine.“I’ll meet you at your house.”
“What if I’m sleeping?”
“I’ll use my key.”
“What key?”
“The key I had copied from Ally’s key.”
“Does Ally know you copied my key?”
He didn’t answer. This meant no.
“When did you do this?” I asked.