Accidentally on Purpose (Heartbreaker Bay #3)(77)

The age-old need to protect her sister reached up and choked Elle. “This is sheer insanity. You know that, right?”

“He’s probably not even home, in which case I’ll get to B&E one last time.” Morgan laughed a little but it didn’t ring true. “You’re not going to be a spoilsport and ruin the last bit of fun I’m going to have for a while, are you?”

“Fine, but wait for me,” Elle said. “Okay? Just wait a few more minutes. I’m on my way. I’m bringing the cavalry.”

But Morgan had disconnected.

“You hear that?” Eddie asked Spence excitedly from the backseat. “We’re the cavalry!”

Before Elle could correct that notion, her phone buzzed.

Archer.

“Morgan’s making a move without us,” she said immediately. “I’m on my way to stop her.”

“Address.” His voice was his usual calm, although she detected enough heated tension coming through to pop corn as she gave him the best address she could.

“I’ll meet you there,” he said. “Wait for me.”

“Absolutely.”

“I mean it, Elle. This guy’s a nutcase.”

“I know,” she said but he’d already disconnected. What was it with the people she loved and their terrible phone manners? Irritated, she shoved her phone away. “You know what’s more infuriating than knowing he’s right all the time? Having him know he’s right all the time.”

From the backseat, Eddie patted her on the shoulder in sympathy. “I’ve been told it’s a male genetic disorder.”



Much of what Archer did was hurry up and wait. Ninety percent of that hurry up and wait was routine, and if he and his guys did their job right the odds got even better.

But there was always a possibility of things going fubar and completely out of their control. Archer was trained and prepared for that, so he rarely felt a leap of sheer adrenaline and genuine fear going into a job.

But he felt it now.

He, Lucas, and Reyes pulled up to the address Elle had given him and parked behind Eddie’s ancient, old Ford. He was relieved to see Elle in the passenger seat, which allowed him to take his first breath since Spence had called him and filled him in.

He’d felt a whole lot better when Elle had called him as well, but it wasn’t until right this minute, seeing her sitting there tense and worried about her sister but still waiting for him, that he recognized what he was feeling.

Relief, absolutely, but also something much, much more. He went straight to the passenger door and yanked her out of the truck and into his arms.

“What?” she asked. “What’s wrong?”

He tightened his grip and for a rare moment let his vulnerability show as he took comfort from her embrace. “You waited.”

“You asked me to,” she said a little ungraciously.

He was undone. He made it a habit to never be vulnerable and he was good at it, but with this woman, all bets were off. “Fill me in.”

“I think Morgan’s already inside. Her plan was to taunt Lars with the Russian pocket watch, telling him that she had it hidden, that she’d give it to him if he promised to leave her and me alone—”

Archer made a derisive noise.

“She’s not stupid—she knows he’s an arrogant asshole,” she said. “But he’s an arrogant asshole who will happily run his mouth to show off. She wants to implicate him. And then turn the both of them in.”

He met her gaze. “And your plan was to go in after her.”

“No, because you told me to wait. Oh and side note—you still suck at asking.”

Eddie bobbled his head on his thin neck. “Girls like to be asked. It’s a feminist thing.”

“It’s a human being thing,” Elle corrected. “You wanted me to wait for you and I did. I don’t see a car out front so probably Lars isn’t even home. We can just get Morgan out of there and—”

“There’s no ‘we’ on this,” Archer said.

“No?”

“Hell no.” He looked at Spence. “Watch her.” Then he turned to Reyes and Lucas. “You’ve got the front, I’ll go in the back.”

The guys moved like smoke, mobilizing at Archer’s orders. Archer started to vanish around the back of the house.

Elle followed him, hearing Spence swear from behind her. She didn’t care.

Archer flashed her a quick look of irritation but she took it as a good sign when he nodded at Spence. “Watch the street.”

The alley was narrow, lined with fencing and the occasional trash can. They counted buildings and Archer stopped Elle at the right gate. “I can get in and out faster alone,” he said.

“But I can keep her from doing something stupid,” she said.

He didn’t like this, she could tell, but again he didn’t try to hold her back. The back door was unlocked, the handle turning easily in her hand. She looked at Archer, surprised.

With a grim expression, he reached out to stop her from going in, stepping in front of her. “Go back,” he ordered.

Before she could follow his direction, shots rang out. Elle stood frozen in shocked horror as Archer spun toward her, tackling her down off the steps and onto the grass, hauling her behind a tree and pressing her down low there.