Page 92 of Hard to Handle
“I’ve got another agent watchin’ his house and he’s not there.He seems to be a creature of habit.Work and home, those are the only two places he goes regularly.”
I waited, knowing there had to be a point.
“This mornin’, he went into the office earlier than usual, but he didn’t stay long.Woman we’ve got on the inside said he was quiet, cancelled two meetings for the afternoon.”RT sighed.“Add to that there was a report this mornin’ that revealed the full details of the explosion…”
“Fuck.”
“We knew we couldn’t keep the truth completely outta the news forever.Some nosy reporter figured out there were no dead bodies.”
Shit.And now I was at a loss.It wasn’t like I could call my deputies and tell them to keep an eye out for this bastard.Hell, I couldn’t even drop the guy’s name.
“I’m movin’ people as we speak,” RT stated.“Z’s offerin’ to come that way to help out if you need him.Otherwise, we’ve still got two agents embedded already, one keepin’ tabs on Amy’s house, the other discreetly movin’ through town and keepin’ an eye on the businesses.You want me to have Z come that way?”
“Tell him to hold off for now.I’ll see what I can do, but have your guys check in with me if they see anything suspicious.”
“Will do,” RT said, then disconnected.
“What’s wrong?”Wolfe asked when I tucked my phone away.
I sighed.“They lost sight of Kelly.”
Wolfe’s eyebrows slowly lifted as he stood to his full height.“Looks like it’s time to get this shit done with.”
I shook my head.“Don’t you dare go renegade on me, cowboy.”The mere thought of having to lock Wolfe up for doing something stupid made my gut twist.
“I’m keepin’ her safe.No matter the cost.”
Exhaling heavily, I moved toward the door.“Don’t do nothin’ stupid, Wolfe.I’ll let you know what I know.For the time bein’, I think you should keep her here.”
Wolfe nodded.
At least we were in agreement on that front.
For now.
ChapterTwenty-Seven
Lynx
Every small town in Texas seemed to have a Dairy Queen, and Embers Ridge was no different.It wasn’t a classy place by any means, but the food was good and the people were friendly, so I was happy when Reagan agreed that it sounded better than the diner.Not that I was all that picky about where I ate, but this was something different.
Plus, it was fast.
Which, ultimately, had been my reason for suggesting it.The sooner we ate, the faster I could get her … somewhere.
“Did you even taste that burger before you inhaled it?”Reagan asked, staring at me from across the table.
I grinned, then stole a couple of her French fries.“Yeah.”
“How do you eat so fast?”
“I’m efficient.”
Getting up from my seat, I shifted over to her side of the booth, forcing her to move over toward the wall.
“What’re you doin’?”she asked, suspicion lacing her words.
I put my arm around her shoulder while she continued to hold her burger in her hands.
