Page 27 of Engaging his Enemy
Moto fumed silently as he drove, pulling into the driveway and throwing the car in park. Davina stood up from the swing on the front porch, arms folded as she walked to the railing and looked at Moto, her stare locking with his.
“But I’m not anymore,” said Ben. “She was your girl, even after you were gone. Looks like maybe she still is.” He unbuckled his seat belt. “Don’t fuck it up this time, you selfish prick.”
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Moto watched as Ben reached the stairs first, stepping into the light, and Davina’s brow furrowed in concern. “What happened?” she asked.
“Zach will explain. I need some ice.” He went inside.
She turned to Zach, her mouth set in a hard line. “Is that the only way you know how to settle a fight?”
“What are you talking about?”
“His eye is nearly swollen shut!”
He put his hand on her elbow, turning her around before she snatched it away. “I didn’t touch him. Come on, we need to get inside.” The house smelled delicious. He looked up the staircase to the second floor. “Where’s Wyatt?”
“In his room. Is something wrong?”
“Ben went to the warehouse this evening and had a run-in with his clients. They’re watching the house. HERO Force is on their way over.”
She splayed her hand over her heart. “My house?”
He nodded, moving to a wide picture window and closing the drapes. “Help me with these.” When they were done, she ran upstairs to have Wyatt do the same.
Razorback called on Moto’s cell phone. “We’ve identified two tangos already. They weren’t hiding. Pretty easy to spot. No sign of a sniper’s nest that I can see. We’re checking out the rest of the neighborhood.”
He felt better already just having them here. “Thanks.”
“Let’s regroup at six hundred hours to go over our plan for the ship’s arrival. I called the feds. They’re getting a copy of the manifest and will set up a sting operation. We’ll provide backup.”
“See you then.” He hung up.
Davina came back downstairs. “He’s a little freaked out. Hell, I’m a little freaked out, too.”
“HERO Force is outside. They’ll make sure nothing happens to us tonight.” He was comfortable with the men there. More comfortable than he was with Davina in here, and the things he needed to say.
“And after that?” she asked.
“We’ll need to shut DeRegina down, with the help of the feds. He’s already moving his operations into the port.”
She crossed her arms. “Are we in danger?”
“Not tonight.”
“That’s not exactly comforting.”
He gently rubbed her upper arms. “You’re safe. I promise.”
She leaned her head forward and he did the same, their foreheads resting on each other. “I made your favorite soup,” she said.
“Did you put it down the garbage disposal?”
“Not yet.”
“Thank you.” He let her go and moved to the kitchen.
Ben was at the table with a big bowl of soup in front of him and an ice pack against his cheekbone. “This is phenomenal.”
