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“Yes, sir,” Calloway greeted the captain.
“Calloway, this is McNeil, the officer we spoke about that I can never get to try out for SWAT. He’s ex-Marine and would make a damn fine addition to the team.”
Dallas leaned forward and took the sergeant’s hand in a crushing grip. They shared a nod before separating.
“The captain always has fine things to say about you, McNeil. Tryouts are coming up—”
“I want you to try him out tonight when you all locate Ms. Jennings and her captor,” Jarvis cut off Calloway.
Calloway’s eyebrows rose high. “But, sir—”
“Ms. Jennings is McNeil’s woman,” Jarvis snapped, cutting Calloway off. “Do I need to say any more?”
Calloway instantly relaxed and shook his head. “No, sir. Enough said. Let’s get you acquainted with the rest of the team, McNeil.”
Tears streamed down Candi’s face. She did nothing to hide them. It may have been a few years, but she knew Lamont. If she tried to act tough, then he’d make it his life’s mission to get a rise out of her. For some reason, he thrived off her pain and sorrow.
Once he’d forced her from Dallas’s home, he’d thrown her in the back of a luxury sedan and got in behind her. His driver had pulled off with the tires screeching.
The air in the car was tense. Impending dread filled her. She watched the scenery fly past, refusing to look in Lamont’s direction.
Her neck was tender from his brutal grip. She swallowed hard and tried to think of something to occupy her mind instead of what Lamont would do to her once they got to their destination.
Images of Dallas came to mind. The memories of him when they’d first met flashed before her. He’d been so gruff and unapproachable, but she’d seen right through his tough-guy façade.
One cup of coffee, and it had grown into something so much more.
She glanced down at her hands clasped together in her lap.
What she wouldn’t give to go back to the other night where they’d lain together in bed with Dallas telling her about his family. When he’d spoke of his brother, Dalton, he’d changed. She’d sensed that he and his brother were close and had a special bond.
She sighed.
She’d probably never see Dallas again.
Hell, she’d be lucky to survive the night.
The car slowed and made a right turn. Her body shifted and slammed into the door beside her.
“Watch those damn turns,” Lamont snapped, righting himself in his seat next to her.
She remained as close as she could to the door. She didn’t want to accidentally touch him.
Hell, she didn’t want to touch him on purpose, let alone by accident.
Her skin crawled at just the thought of him running his hands along her.
The man sitting beside her was no longer the man she’d married.
“I could almost forgive you for ratting me out and sending me to jail,” Lamont began.
Candi turned her attention to him in disbelief. He stared out his window, oblivious to her staring daggers at him with her eyes.
Did he really just say that?
“What?” she breathed, unable to believe her ears.
“Filing for divorce while I was locked away was a low blow, Candi,” he continued, apparently ignoring her question.
