Page 14 of Necessary Evil

“Why isn’t he behind bars?” She brought the topic back around before he started getting ideas. Or, worse, she got ideas about where on him she could put her tongue.

“No proof. His girls won’t talk. He’s a slippery bastard. Vice has nothing that they can make stick.” Evan ground his fist into the table. “You worry about the lawyer. I’ll worry about everything else.”

She didn’t even need a minute to think about it. “What’s the asshole’s name?”

“The attorney? Lenny Meyers. He’s got an office on Fallow Street. But I don’t want you going there without me.”

“I’m a big girl. I can handle myself.”

“In that neighborhood, I’d feel better if one of the SOBs was with you.”

It couldn’t hurt. She nodded.

“I’ll do my best for Chloe, but I can’t guarantee you she’ll get a plea bargain,” Lucy reminded him.

“It’s enough that you’ll represent her.” He shook her hand. His was strong and warm. “I’ll owe you,” he said as she reluctantly slid her hand free.

They headed back to the party. Lucy’s mind was in several places at once. Chloe’s situation was close enough to what her brother had gone through that she felt a little disoriented.

“You okay?” he asked when they’d made it back to the basement.

“Yeah. Don’t worry about me. I’ll kick ass.”

“I appreciate this. I want you to know that you’ll have the club at your back.”

Lucy smiled. “I already owe you guys, remember?”

He leaned in, close enough to kiss. “I remember everything, sunshine.”

Then he pulled away and allowed her to go up the stairs first.

“I remember too,” she whispered. She thought she’d said it quietly enough that he wouldn’t hear, but he paused on the stairs. For a wild moment Lucy considered turning back around. But she didn’t.

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