Rock Chick
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I got to my feet and Eddie unsnapped the cuffs on his belt and held them out to me.
“Cuff Wilcox,” Eddie said.
I didn’t want to go anywhere near Terry Wilcox but I figured now was not the time to argue. I was still recovering from my freak out when I thought I wasn’t going to be saved, I didn’t have it in me to give Eddie any lip.
I took the cuffs and walked behind Wilcox’s chair.
“Lean forward,” I said and I could hear my voice was shaking.
In fact, I was shaking, full-body shakes, head-to-toe. I didn’t want to admit it, India Savage, Rock Chick and Scaredy Cat, but there it was.
Wilcox leaned forward obediently. I cuffed him and then took two (big) steps back.
Darius had Bad Guy Number Two on his knees on the floor, Darius standing over him pointing his gun to his head.
Everyone stood around watching Bad Guy Number One moaning on the floor and bleeding.
“What do we do now?” I asked no one in particular. I figured that Bad Guy Number One was, of course, a bad guy but I didn’t figure it was all right to let him bleed to death on the rather nice rug.
“We need to call an ambulance,” Eddie said, eyes still on the writhing sidekick.
“No ambulance,” Darius put in.
Eddie’s gaze cut to Darius and his mouth got tight. “Darius.”
“No ambulance, Ed. Got the word from Mace. Gino’s clean up.”
That’s when the air in the room changed.
Somehow, throughout my struggle and rescue, everything seemed to be normal. Well, at least kidnapping-and-rescue normal, so far as I knew it. Someone got shot (again) but the good news was, this time, it was a bad guy and this time there was no tear gas. I hadn’t worn any makeup that day so I wasn’t in fear of mascara smears but still, tear gas sucked.
Now, the atmosphere of the room was anything but normal.
“Gino?” Wilcox whispered.
The way he said it made me slide to the side to have a look at him and I saw he was looking at Darius.
Darius didn’t answer.
Instead, Darius grinned.
Somewhere along the line, the tables had turned. Now it was Darius who had a secret.
Wilcox surged to his feet, wrists behind his back, body tense.
“What do you mean, Gino’s clean up?” Wilcox screamed and I jumped back. His voice was hoarse and so terrified, I almost felt sorry for him. Bad Guy Number One had quit writhing and was lying, motionless and staring at Darius. Bad Guy Number Two had dropped his head, eyes to the floor, looking defeated.
Yikes.
What on earth was going on?
Who was Gino?
And where the f**k was Lee?
Eddie raised his gun and pointed it at Wilcox. “Sit down.”
Wilcox hesitated and Eddie’s body moved imperceptibly. Eddie had been relaxed, cool, in control. In a blink of an eye, he was tense, hostile and his eyes were glittering.
“Sit… the f**k… down,” Eddie commanded, slowly and seriously pissed off and I got the impression that it was not only Wilcox who was pissing him off but also something else.
Even crazy Wilcox sat at the tone of Eddie’s voice. Wilcox wasn’t calm anymore, he was scared out of what was left of his ever-lovin’ mind.
“For God’s sake, will someone tell me, where, in the hell, is Lee?” I finally asked.
“Here.”
My eyes swung to a door behind Darius.
Lee was standing there.
He stood tall and straight, no blood, no bruises, nothing to indicate he’d seen any escalation of hostilities. In fact, he looked great in a white long-sleeved, torso-hugging tee, jeans, black belt and his motorcycle boots, like he’d just jumped off the Ducati after taking a joy ride.
I wanted to run to him, throw my arms around him, do a lot of girlie, oh-my-god-I’m-glad-you’re-all-right and oh-my-god-I’m-glad-I’m-all-right stuff but his body language was not inviting that. This was badass Lee and hugs and cuddles were obviously not acceptable at this juncture. Therefore I kept my distance.
He looked at me and did his second body scan of the day, this time, a muscle leaping in his jaw.
“What happened?” he asked, eyes on Eddie.
Eddie walked to Lee and handed him his gun. Lee took it and shoved it in the waistband of his jeans while I stared. That wasn’t Eddie’s service pistol, it was a loaner. Eddie wasn’t here in any official capacity. Any bullet that Eddie put in another human being wasn’t going to be traced back to a weapon the police department had given him.
Holy shit.
“Brody tell you the story?” Eddie asked and Lee shook his head.
“He told me where to find you,” Lee answered.
Darius and Eddie looked at each other.
Then Eddie explained, “Darius heard something was goin’ down and headed over to watch Indy’s house. He’d barely got there when they dropped her outside after she left the house when the car exploded. Darius followed. Knowin’ you were busy, he called me to do back up. I went to your office, got a gun, talked to Brody and told him to get a message to you. Darius waited until I got here and we came in.”
I felt a weird warmth come over me.
Man, I owed these guys big time.
“She okay?” Lee asked, still not addressing me even though I was maybe six feet away.
Hmm.
The sudden warm gooey feeling of having good, badass friends looking out for you faded. I didn’t know what to make of Lee not addressing me, except I didn’t like it.
I figured it’d be best to talk about it later, say, after Yay, It’s Finally Over Sex.
“Bound. Gagged. Tossed around. She’s okay. Where’s Gino?” Darius answered Lee’s question as if I was bound and gagged every day, which, in the past two weeks wasn’t far from the truth (except the gagged part).
“Five minutes behind,” Lee said, then it was clear he was done with this particular conversation and his eyes locked on me. “Get in the car.”
I didn’t like that either, it was bossy. Way too bossy.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Wilcox moved, Lee’s eyes sliced to him and he didn’t answer me.
“If you’re waitin’ for the cavalry to arrive, then you should know your boys outside are neutralized,” Lee said and I felt my breath catch.
So that was Wilcox’s secret.
And that was where Lee had been.
I wondered what neutralized meant, for, like, a second. Then I decided I didn’t want to know.
“Relax Coxy,” Lee went on, “Gino will be here soon. He’s had an earful from Marcus. But I’m sure, since you’re blood, he’ll give you the chance to explain.”