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“Were any of our men hurt?”
“No, thanks to the Kevlar they wear under their shirts.”
“Someone was hit?” Harper asked, panic in her voice.
He nodded but kept his eyes on the road once we’d merged onto the ever-crowded road of weekday traffic in the Big Apple. “Davies.”
“Fuck,” I muttered.
“He’s fine though. Just got the wind knocked out of him.”
“That was too fucking close,” I said, mostly to myself as I looked at Harper’s refection in the mirror. Her body was amped up, still shaking a little, her eyes darting round, her head resting on my shoulder and hands balled into tight fists that clenched my shirt.
“How’s she doing?” he asked.
“Good, all things considered.” I reached out, tugged on the seatbelt and put it over her, clicking it into place.
“Fuck! This shit’s on me,” Leo barked, slamming his hand onto the top of the steering wheel. “I never should’ve let her leave the penthouse.”
“I’m right here,” she muttered.
“What’s done is done,” I said firmly, ignoring her words. “The one silver lining is now we know O’Sullivan suspects Harper knows something. We don’t have to second guess whether he has her on his radar. Now, we can figure out what we need to do next.”
“True.”
“The second we get home, I’m taking point on reaching out to O’Sullivan.”
Leo set his jaw tight and met my eyes again briefly. “You sure that’s a good idea?”
“I don’t see how we have any other choice,” I said with finality, barely recognizing the cutting, commanding tone in my voice.
“Just try to be careful.”
“With you watching my back, I’m golden,” I stated, but the truth was, we were all in danger.
When you dance with the devil, hope to escape with just burns.
It was something my grandmother used to say when she was alive.
And fuck, did it ever apply to us now.
It wasn’t just Leo and I who were getting burned any longer. We had our girl to protect.
Thirteen
HARPER
This was more action than I’d bargained for.
It was so surreal. I couldn’t breathe, let alone think. Men I didn’t know just shot up my kitchen. Their guns fired bullets that could’ve hit me. Hit Dane. Leo. They could’ve killed me. Them.
Had that really just happened?
Had it?
I was still in utter dis
belief. People, buildings and vehicles blurred past my eyes as the SUV drove through the city traffic, heading where I had to assume was Dane’s penthouse. He held me so close, tightly cleaved to the warmth of his chest, with his strong arm around me. He was the only reason I was in an upright position. All I wanted to do was make myself small, curl into a tiny ball, and close my eyes until someone shook me and said it was all just a dream.
