When He's Dirty (Walker Security Adrian’s Trilogy #1) - Lisa Renee Jones Page 0,43
and I start walking.
“Because she gets to you,” Savage calls out. “And we can’t save you. No one can. That’s how this love shit works.”
Love? What the fuck is he even talking about? I don’t bother to turn around. I just call out, “I just met her Savage.”
“That’s what every lovesick pup says when he’s denying he’s capable of being a lovesick puppy. I know, man. I’m that puppy.”
I wave him off and head down the hallway to my room, change into my running gear, and then end up in the small weight room that’s set-up to work out before my jog. I’ve been at it for about fifteen minutes, and am presently curling a couple of dumbbells when Adam, ready for the day in jeans and a T-shirt, appears in the doorway. “Savage just gave me the rundown on Logan.”
I set the weights down, my hands going to my hips. “Piece of shit tried to convince her to drop off the case to ensure Waters doesn’t have the chance to hand his client over to the DA.”
“Waters could still make the deal if she’s off the case.”
I draw in a shallow breath as a realization hits me. “Unless there is no real deal. Waters and Logan’s client must be connected. This is one of Waters’ plays. He just wants the case to get delayed until after the election. If Ed isn’t re-elected, the new DA may not have the balls to pursue.”
“That’s where my head is at,” Adam says. “And that’s what I told Blake.”
“And he said?”
“What better way to ensure Ed isn’t re-elected but to kill him?”
“And what better way to ensure the next DA won’t repeat the same mistake that got Ed killed,” I follow. I pull my phone from my pocket. “I’ll give Jacob a heads up.” I punch in the text and my phone rings with Pri’s number in my hand. “Pri,” I say, glancing at Adam. “Make sure there’s nothing on the security feed.”
Adam nods and disappears and I answer the call. “See?” I ask. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“That is good to know, but I wasn’t testing you. I just wanted to say, I’m not going to run. I skip a day here or there. It shouldn’t seem off.”
“You’re safe,” I say, sitting on the weight bench when Adam re-appears in the doorway and offers me a thumbs-up on her safety.
“That’s not it.”
“Then why?” I press.
“Four reasons. Three of which are the champagne, pizza, and morning after sex effect. The fourth, I have work on my mind. I’m going to head to the coffee shop in about half an hour and get some work done. Something is bugging me about that entire Logan exchange. I need to figure out what.”
My lips press together. I could tell her what’s bugging her, and I will, but not on the phone and not when she’s on her way out into the world, where she’ll feel more exposed and vulnerable. Tonight. When we can talk it out. “I can’t come. I’ve risked being out in public with you too much.”
“I know,” she says. “Besides, it’s Rafael I have my coffee dates with. See you soon.” She hangs up and I stand, glancing at Adam, who’s holding the doorway up with his shoulder. “Coffee shop in half an hour. I need a fast shower.” I close the space between me and him and he doesn’t move.
“You can’t go.” He crosses his arms, stubbornly holding his position in the doorway. “You just told her that and you were right. As it is, you pushed your luck going to that party the night you met her. You could have been recognized.”
“I knew who was there and I didn’t stay long.”
“You’ve been seen with her too often.”
“Not by the wrong people,” I argue, but I don’t push. “I’ll cover the outside. You go inside. I want you to stay close to her if I can’t be.”
“That,” he says, “I’ll agree to. You’ll stay outside. Say it.”
“I’ll stay outside, asshole, now move.” He backs away.
I pass him and call over my shoulder. “Unless you’re getting your ass kicked.”
Or, I add silently, since I seem to have staked an obvious claim on Pri, anyone comes at Pri the wrong way. For instance, her ex, Logan. That one I do believe I’d enjoy.
Chapter Twenty-Two
PRI
I choose a pink dress with a snug thick belt, fitted bodice, and flared skirt. I do so in an effort to appear to have a narrow waist, big breasts, and