Then Eddie explained, “Darius heard something was goin’ down and headed over to watch Indy’s house. He’d barely got there when they dropped her outside after she left the house when the car exploded. Darius followed. Knowin’ you were busy, he called me to do back up. I went to your office, got a gun, talked to Brody and told him to get a message to you. Darius waited until I got here and we came in.”
I felt a weird warmth come over me.
Man, I owed these guys big time.
“She okay?” Lee asked, still not addressing me even though I was maybe six feet away.
Hmm.
The sudden warm gooey feeling of having good, badass friends looking out for you faded. I didn’t know what to make of Lee not addressing me, except I didn’t like it.
I figured it’d be best to talk about it later, say, after Yay, It’s Finally Over Sex.
“Bound. Gagged. Tossed around. She’s okay. Where’s Gino?” Darius answered Lee’s question as if I was bound and gagged every day, which, in the past two weeks wasn’t far from the truth (except the gagged part).
“Five minutes behind,” Lee said, then it was clear he was done with this particular conversation and his eyes locked on me. “Get in the car.”
I didn’t like that either, it was bossy. Way too bossy.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Wilcox moved, Lee’s eyes sliced to him and he didn’t answer me.
“If you’re waitin’ for the cavalry to arrive, then you should know your boys outside are neutralized,” Lee said and I felt my breath catch.
So that was Wilcox’s secret.
And that was where Lee had been.
I wondered what neutralized meant, for, like, a second. Then I decided I didn’t want to know.
“Relax Coxy,” Lee went on, “Gino will be here soon. He’s had an earful from Marcus. But I’m sure, since you’re blood, he’ll give you the chance to explain.”
Uh-oh.
Gino was Wilcox’s blood. And Gino’s name was “Gino” which was a mob boss name if I ever heard one.
That meant the mafia was descending to do “clean up”.
Okay, time for me to leave.
“I’ll just wait in the car,” I said
Lee looked back to me. “Good idea.”
I started walking to the door at a loss for what to say. I felt a parting line was called for but I didn’t have one.
I stopped at the door and looked at Darius.
“See you later?” I asked.
He stared at me a beat, maybe attempting to determine my sanity. Then he grinned while shaking his head, but he didn’t answer.
“Get to the car Indy,” Lee ordered.
I ignored Lee and turned to Eddie.
“Later, Eddie,” I said.