Page 52 of Evil Enemy


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I bypassed the bell and banged on the door with a closed fist instead. When nobody came, I banged again. “Reed! I know you’re in there. I think we need to have a conversation.” I didn’t even know which Reed I was addressing. It didn’t really matter. I had bones to pick with both of them.

When the door finally opened, I was ready with a mouthful of accusations.

They all dried on my tongue.

“Eve? What are you doing here?” Boston stepped outside, closing the door behind him.

God, he looked good in uniform. His fitted shirt tucked into his pants, showing off his tapered waist. The stubble across his jaw was thicker than it had been a few days ago, but it suited him.

“I’m here to see Laura.”

“Did you have an appointment?”

I blinked. “Does she have a secretary to organize her busy days of lunching and tennis? Silly me, I didn’t realize.”

Boston narrowed his eyes at me. “Don’t be a jerk.”

“I’m not the one whose been trolling all over social media and sending threatening letters.”

Boston opened his mouth to reply, but Laura came storming outside, cutting him off.

“What are you doing here?” she demanded. “This is private property.”

“And so is my club. So stay away from it. Both online, and in person.”

She screwed up her nose in disgust. “Why would I go anywhere near that place? I heard there’s rats…” She gave a small, smug smile.

That just confirmed her guilt.

“You’d know all about rats, wouldn’t you? Considering you married one.”

Movement flickered at the corner of my eye, but I didn’t have time to investigate what it was.

“You watch your mouth, you whore.” Laura stepped forward, getting in my face. “You think you can come around here, into my home, accusing me and my family? I’ll have you arrested. Again. You and all your slut friends. And when William is elected, the first thing we’ll do is bulldoze your dirty club to the ground. Let’s see where that leaves you.” She jabbed a sharp fingernail into my sternum.

On autopilot, everything Terry had taught me as a teenager kicked in. I grabbed the woman’s wrist, gripping it tightly, preventing her from jabbing me again.

Laura’s eyes widened. Then she launched herself at me, going straight for my hair and yanking it hard. “Get off my property, you bitch!”

Sharp pain prickled across my scalp, and I let out a startled yelp. “What the hell?”

I dug my fingers into the pressure point above her thumb, and she screamed. The bloodcurdling noise nearly deafened me before Boston jumped in the middle of us. His arms came around me, lifting me straight off my feet, and walking ten paces down the driveway.

Laura was still screaming obscenities at me from her front steps.

“Now who’s not being classy?” I called. “Do you talk to your children with that mouth, too?”

Boston tightened his grip on me. “Enough, Eve.”

Laura whirled around and slammed the front door behind her.

I shoved at Boston’s chest. “Since when do you get to tell me what’s enough? They harass me, attack me, and yet it’s me who’s being too much? I wouldn’t have to be here at all if she didn’t spend all of her time trolling my Facebook page and sending me threatening letters.”

His mouth pulled into a tight line. “Everybody gets social media trolls. They don’t go to the person’s house and get in fist fights with them!”

“I didn’t start any sort of fight. I was trying to defend myself.”

Boston let go of me and stepped back, pinching the bridge of his nose and screwing up his face. “Social media posts aside, what are you talking about with the threatening letter business?”

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