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She nodded. “That grooming place on Trade Street?”
“Yeah.”
“Your brother, Ms. Montana, has he pissed anyone off recently?”
I resisted looking at Bane. “There was a bookie,” I replied. “But I don’t know the particulars. You’d have to speak to him.”
“Maybe I’ll just do that,” she murmured, looking at Bane. I glanced between them, wondering what was going on. He had a death grip on my hand now, and I flexed my fingers to let him know he was holding me too tightly.
Cox’s shrewd gray eyes darted down to our joined hands. “And what’s your relationship to Mr. Rivera?”
“None of your goddamn business,” Bane snarled while standing. “Get out of here, Cox. Wren is off-limits for you.”
The detective got up from her chair smoothly and smiled at him. “You don’t get to tell me how to do my job, Mr. Rivera.” She looked back at me. “We’ll be in touch, Ms. Montana.”
As soon as she left, Bane barked, “Cunt!”
“Bane, what’s going on?”
He ran a hand through his hair then over his stubbled jaw. “Nothing, baby.”
Anger at being dismissed surged. “Fuck you, Bane, it’s not nothing. Something’s going on between you two.”
“Wren, leave it alone,” he warned.
“No, Bane, I won’t leave it alone. Are you fucking her, too? Is that why she’s pissed off with you?”
His mouth popped open in surprise. “What?”
“Are you fucking her? After you told me you wouldn’t look at other women while I was in your bed?”
“No, baby.”
“Then what the fuck was that about?”
He began to pace, then turned to me and blew out a breath. “She’s been coming to the club. She thinks she’s got evidence she can pin on me regarding dealers getting hit.”
My heart thumped at his words. “Does she?”
“Fuck, no, she doesn’t. She’s just fishing to see what we’ll give her.”
I looked down at my ash-covered hands folded in my lap. “Did the fire have something to do with you?”
“What?” he hissed.
I cocked my head to the side, studying him. He looked sick at the thought that perhaps he could’ve been responsible. “Do you think the fire is somehow connected?”
Taking three large strides, he was by my side again. Taking my hand in his, he brushed his lips against my knuckles. “No, I don’t think so. My business hasn’t crossed over into my personal life.” Even as he said the words, I could see there was doubt there. He wasn’t sure about that.
“And if it has?”
“Fuck, I don’t know, Wren. What if it has?”
“It would mean that you’ve brought a shit-ton of attention to me.”
He spread his arms out wide. “This is my life. This is the shit that happens to me.”
I was starting to see that. What else was Bane keeping from me? “What else is happening with you and the club?”
