Page 17 of Coup De Grâce
“And you’ll know it, right? I mean, I don’t know how you’re communicating with him, but he’d let you know if he needed help, right?”
“Yeah,” he said after a moment. “He has a way to let me know he needs help.”
At least there was that. “I just?—”
The back door flung open and Fox came strolling in, a huge grin on his face as he rushed over to Knight.
“It’s The Kamau! Man, you should have told me you were going out of town. I could have gone with you. We could have been travel buddies.”
“I needed to go alone.”
Fox rolled his eyes exaggeratedly and scoffed. “You were never really alone. Do you think I’d let you leave my sight nowthat you’re home? I was there with you the whole time, not that you knew it. I swear, I didn’t try on your shoes this time.”
Knight kept his face cool and even as he stared at the Funyuns-loving man in front of us. “That’s a relief,” he deadpanned.
“Well, I figured I’d give you some space while you conducted business. I’m not saying it hurt that you didn’t think to include me in your plans, but you know you can trust me. I have your back. By the way, that deodorant you use is new. I like the way it works, though. And the smell is amazing.”
I bit back a smile as Knight held his temper. “You tried on my deodorant?”
“Well, I mean, I had to know what you smelled like. It’s the only way to properly mimic you. But hey, I swiped it down before I put it back. I didn’t want things to be weird.”
Knight’s controlled eyes flicked to mine, and for just a moment, showed a hint of vulnerability. “Right.”
He was definitely changing deodorants by tomorrow.
“So, now that Cashola is gone, are you taking over the role of protector of the family?”
Knight glared at him. “How about a little sensitivity?”
Fox’s gaze swiveled to mine and he winced. “Right. I bet you want to be the protector of the family. After all, I did train you. It’s not like you’re not capable. I just thought having a man around the house would help.”
“Knight has his own family,” I answered. “Besides, I don’t need a man to take care of me.”
“Well, sure, but Cash would definitely want someone watching over you.”
“Then why did you blow him up?” I snapped, feeling a little more on edge.
“Out of respect for my man, Knight.” He frowned as he looked at me. “Was that not okay?”
“Fox, why would it be okay for you to blow up my husband?”
“He did Knight wrong. I thought we all agreed on this.”
“I don’t recall you asking for my input when you ran out of here to blow up my husband.”
He frowned, his head bouncing as he thought through things. “That’s odd. I know I talked to you in my head.”
“Well, the message didn’t get through,” I snarled.
It wasn’t fair to take out my anger on Fox. Not when my husband was actually alive and well, but this is what angry Eva would do.
“Can we keep on point?” Knight gritted out.
“Right,” Fox winked. “Don’t spend all our time talking about the man you admire. So, anyway, our boy Cashina?—”
“Cashina was supposed to be the name of Rae’s firstborn child,” I corrected.
“And she didn’t do that,” Fox scoffed. “Can you believe it? I would kill to have my kid named after Cash.” He stiffened as he glanced at Knight. “I mean, after you, of course. The little lady wasn’t on board with it, though.”
