Page 130 of Durango

Samantha nods. “Good. Really good. You?”

I rock back on my heels. “Good.”

“I was just leaving,” Samantha says. “It was good to see you all again.”

She is down the stairs and halfway up the block before I turn to face Durango and Willow.

Willow is wearing a huge grin.

“Did you two set this up?” I ask.

“Trust me, it was not a setup,” Durango says. “Come in.”

We step into the house, and I hold back my grin. It’s been redecorated and clearly has Willow’s touch.

“Samantha texted me about two minutes before she was at the door saying she was bringing me a gift she bought me,” Willow says. “I’m sorry. That was awkward, wasn’t it?”

I chuckle. “A little, but it’s fine. She’s your friend and I’m Durango’s, so we will need to get used to bumping into each other.” Although I’m surprised it took this long to happen.

“Or you could call her and ask her out again,” Willow suggests.

“She’s a great woman, but what we had is over.”

Willow pouts, and I can’t say I’ve ever seen her pout. “That’s too bad. It would have been fun double dating.”

“Axel here isn’t exactly a relationship person. So, I wouldn’t count on it with him. But we can double date with Ozzie and Piper.”

I cross my arms. “What do you mean, I’m not a relationship person? I could be.”

“In all the years I’ve known you, you had one girlfriend and that was years ago.”

I frown. My ex is not something I generally talk about. Both because it was a long time ago and because it wasn’t a pleasant experience.

I stand there and glance between Durango and Willow. I’m here to share some information with Durango about Sylvia. It looks like he didn’t mention that to Willow.

Willow stares back and forth at us. “I’ll leave you two to discuss work.” She leaves the room, and Durango nods to the couch.

Or maybe he did. I sit on one end, and Durango sits on the other.

“You said you had an update?” Durango asks.

“Yeah, it’s about Sylvia.”

“I thought she was serving time in Belarus for Damien’s murder,” Durango says.

“She was.”

“Was?”

“She died. Harding didn’t provide a lot of details but said there was some sort of disagreement between her and another inmate. The other inmate stabbed Sylvia. She didn’t survive.”

Durango leans back. “Does it make me a bad person that I don’t feel bad?”

“Not at all.”

We sit in silence for a moment, and my mind wanders. Durango’s comment about my ex has my mind thinking about Savvy, the realtor.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

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