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Planny laughed. “Right. Tell that to anyone who’s seen you two together. Whatever’s going on, you’ll get past it.”
“Don’t think so, but that’s a nice thought.” I stood from the chair where I’d been doing my nosy neighbor routine. “I’ll go pack a few things.”
I’d arrange for the whole house to be packed up soon. I didn’t know where I’d go, but I couldn’t stay living across the street from Dayton while he thought I was a con artist and liar.
Some people might berate me or judge me for giving up. Heck, my brother might. Hadn’t he told me to fight for my cop? I’d have to let him think what he would. It wasn’t as if I could tell him why Day thought I was crazy.
Sure enough, the SUV was in my drive by the time I’d thrown a few things into a duffle. Holding me as close as the secret service ushering the President away from imminent threat, Planny rushed me out to the back seat and practically hefted me in next to Brennan before he leapt in to the front and Kale took off.
“Prick and Wrecker are two minutes behind us, scoping for roaches.”
“Scoping for roaches?” Brennan mouthed at me.
“Looking for who comes out when it’s dark or quiet—like vermin,” Kale explained, though we hadn’t asked aloud.
I smiled grimly to myself while I looked out the tinted window. Kale got that right about Dutch. He existed in the underbelly of society, preying on vice and pain and desperation, and apparently eliminating anyone who stood in his way.
“Can I ask you a question?” Brennan leaned forward toward Kale.
“Anything, kid. Unless it’s top secret.”
“It’s not something classified. Just asking for a guess. Why do you think Dutch went after my brother’s wife?”
My gaze whipped toward him. I hadn’t expected that.
“It’s really tragically simple,” Kale replied. “Best guess? Your brother is great at his job, and he was getting too close to some uncomfortable truths that could blow up a whole arm of the Marreta operation. It’s not uncommon for family members to be targeted to leverage some sort of cooperation or to throw a good man off his game. To answer your question, in your brother’s case, and by default his wife’s, it’s the latter option. They wanted to turn Dayton’s head away from the target.”
“That’s bullshit!” Brennan exploded. “She didn’t deserve that, just because she was his wife. She never did a mean thing in her life.”
I grabbed his hand, silently giving him reassurance. Comfort.
“That’s how it is too many times, kid,” Kale replied. “It’s shitty. You’re right.”
It sure was.
“Unknown subjects. One vehicle at the cop’s place,” Wrecker reported through an open com link on Kale’s dash.
“Deal with it,” Kale bit out.
“Bring ‘em back?”
“Yeah. We can find out if they know where our subject is, then we’ll hand them over to Alpha Team. They’ll be very interested in Marreta info.”
“On it, sir.”
“What are you going to do to them?” Brennan asked. I wanted to know, too. I knew Kale went out on runs with his club, but they protected me from what they really did. And now, I wondered what it entailed.
“We’ll just extract a little info,” Planny said over his shoulder with a congenial smile. “Nothing to worry about.”
Kale snorted quietly.
“You’re lying,” Brennan told him.
“Excuse me?” Planny asked.
“I can see it.”
“Kid has abilities,” Kale offered. “Sis mentioned it last night.”
