Page 11 of Room Twenty-Four: Under Their Hands

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen anything yet but I’ll keep an eye on him and I’ve got other guys watching him. If he’s up to something, we’ll catch him.”

Marco strolls into the office and he looks deceptively casual. His dark eyes lock on both of us. “Have you seen her? What did she say? What’s her name? Is she going to be there tomorrow night?”

I chuckle and Seth glares at me. “So, I doubt if Seth got her name since he didn’t even give her his own name.”

Marco shoots him a smirk. “Sounds like she discombobulated you pretty badly, my friend.”

“Yeah. But he managed to get a kiss.” Marco’s dark head whips around.

“Honestly…how the hell did you manage to get a kiss without even learning names?”

Seth shrugs, his lips so tight they’re almost white. “I’m an idiot. I don’t know. All I know is that there was some asshole in the office with her and he was threatening her, her company. And then he touched her and I lost my damn mind.”

Marco and I both whip around to glare at him. “You never said anything about someone touching her! How did he touch her?”

“He grabbed her arm and tried to hold her in place. I think he was an ex with the way they were talking to each other. At least I don’t think she could possibly be with him because no woman worth her salt would let a man talk to her like that. He was pretty damn insulting, superior.”

“A dickhead in other words.”

“Yeah. He was.”

“What happened with the asshole?”

Seth gives a grim smile. “What do you think happened? I convinced him that he wanted to get the hell out of there before I flattened his ass or chucked him out a window.”

I throw back my head and laugh. “Nice.”

“Boss?”

All of us turn slowly when George walks in the door. He’s a big, hulking brute with a face like a Mac truck.

“What’s up?” Marco asks.

“I just wanted you to know that that party that you were interested in is meeting someone in the French Quarter tonight. I’m not sure who or why but I heard him talking to someone about an hour ago. I was delivering the package to Madam Reynolds so I couldn’t get here right away.”

Marco waves his hand. “That’s alright, George. Don’t even worry about it. We’ve still got time to check it out.”

He nods to me. “Follow him. If he meets this person, I want you to follow this person, not him. I want to know who they are and why he’s meeting them. It could be something totally innocuous. But I want to know what’s going on.”

“Sure, boss.”

Marco turns to me. “You go find the dove. Keep an eye on her and make sure that you find out who and what she is. I want her there tomorrow night. If it looks like she’s not going to meet us, then you get her there one way or another.”

Seth’s brows lift and his mouth tightens. We all know that Marco won’t touch her if she doesn’t want to be touched.

“I’m going to meet one of our dealers. And then I’m going to get ahold of our distributor. I think he’s been pushing some inferior product. I don’t deal like that.”

“Right. Okay. I’ll see you later.”

Marco nods at all of us but then he turns back to Seth. “I want to know every damn thing about her.”

Seth grins and cracks his knuckles. “I will find it all out.”

We split up and head off to our different jobs but none of them are as important as mine. I want this guy. This son of a bitch is messing around with our business, with Marco’s family name and I don’t like it.

I’d love to tail our little princess but I’m a made man and I know exactly which side my bread is buttered on.

I’ll get her sooner rather than later. We all will and we’ll make sure that she’s just as into us as we are her.

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