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“You’re kind of an asshole too but he’s not a guy who deals with black and white. Colt deals with gray. He was in army intelligence a long time ago.”
I nod my head. “I guess we can run it by him. Just so he understands that I’m not taking chances with Scarlett’s life. If I get a chance I’m taking this guy out. And I’m not gonna be nice about it.”
Damian sighs. “Yeah. I know. I’m not sure Colt’s gonna be thrilled about that walking into town but it’s here and we’ve got to make sure that your girl’s taken care of.”
Tomas sighs. “Why do I have a feeling that we’re gonna be having a long conversation soon.” It’s not a question. He knows.
I nod at him and he sighs.
Damian and I get in his truck and drive down the mountain, both of us keeping our eyes open for anything.
We don’t see anything before we get into town. As we drive down the main road in town, I see a line of people in front of the bookstore and my eyes move left and right. “Why the hell are those people hanging around outside?”
Damian shakes his head. “I don’t know. But there’s Colt standing right there.”
The big, dark-haired guy stands across the street, eyeing the crowd with narrowed eyes. We stop and get out.
“What’s going on?”
The guy shrugs and eyes him narrowly. “I don’t know.” He stands up straight and keeps my hands in sight. “Why do I feel like you have something to do with this?”
Damian groans. “Colt. This is…”
“Benito Bonetti. Yeah, I didn’t just crawl out from under a rock, Damian. What the hell are you doing in my town?” He growls.
“I’m trying to keep a low profile because there’ s a man trying to kill me.”
“Fuck!” He runs a big, tanned hand through his dark hair. “And you had to drag that shit here?”
“I’m gonna be around for good so you might as well get used to me, Sheriff. I’m going straight.”
He huffs. “I’ll believe that when I see it.”
“Believe it. I’m retiring to be with my girl. The asshole actually shot at both of us last night.”
His eyes shoot to the door. “And you’re still standing here talking to me? Why is that door shut at this time of the day?”
All three of us study the door and Damian grunts, “I’ll take the back.”
I stop him with a hand on his shoulder. “This ain’t your fight. I shouldn’t have gotten you involved. This isn’t your thing anymore.”
“It’s not yours either.”
I nod at the door. “That’s my girl. I’m going in.”
I stomp across the street and Colt grabs my hand. “Hold up! You need to think before you just go in there shooting up the place and accidentally hurt her.”
I glare at his hand. “What do you have in mind because I’m not standing around here all day while you pussies come up with some way to get in there.”
Colt glares at me. “The more you talk, the less I like you.”
I glare at him. “Ditto.”
Damian holds up something on his phone. “I’ve got an idea.”
CHAPTER 8
Scarlett
