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“I need to speak to you,” he announced. He wasn’t going to ask. Since there was an altercation involving her, she would need to be available for the police.
“Sure,” she said, brushing her hands over her apron.
“Take all the time you need,” Adam said.
He cupped her elbow and pulled her along. He took her back to the security office where they could talk in private.
Kicking the door shut behind him, he let her go.
“Have a seat, Candi.”
She moved to the chair and sat, her eyes cast down. Her hands were collapsed together on her lap.
He bit back a growl, not liking the look of defeat on her face. He moved to her, tossing the bagged knife on the desk. Kneeling down before her, he rested a hand on her bouncing leg.
Her gaze flickered to his.
“Tell me who that was.”
Candi blew out a deep breath and closed her eyes. The memory of Dallas taking on the three men would be forever ingrained in her mind. He’d barely even broken a sweat. He’d acted so fast, even she had trouble keeping up with his actions.
She opened her eyes, afraid to meet his gaze. He tipped her chin up and forced her to look him in the eye.
There was no anger. No sneer. No cursing.
Just patience and curiosity.
Her heart rate slowed.
She knew Dallas was a cop and had been in the service, but someone who moved the way he did, he had to have been more in the Marines.
He was just as dangerous as Moody and Lamont.
Maybe even more so.
“It’s okay. You’re safe. Tell me who that was,” Dallas murmured. He reached out and took her hand into his much larger one.
It enclosed around hers, and his gentle touch comforted her. Just minutes before, those hands had dealt crushing blows to three men.
“His name is Moody Perlino.”
Dallas’s eyebrow shot up.
She shook her head and gave a short, nervous laugh. “I don’t know his real name. He’s an associate of my ex-husband.”
Lamont was in prison, and he was still ruining her life. Whatever she had imagined she could potentially have with Dallas was gone. He wouldn’t want to become involved with a woman with baggage like hers.
Maybe she should leave Vegas.
Somewhere far away from Nevada.
She’d always wanted to travel.
Maybe that was what she should do. Travel around the country and get away from Lamont’s reach.
He couldn’t hurt her if he didn’t know where she was.
“I take it your ex is in prison?” Dallas asked.
