Duncan (The Protectors #3)(32)

“Tell him I’ll talk to him in the morning.” Duncan went to close the door, but Sid stuck his foot out stopping him.

“Uhm no.” Sid walked into the room. “I’m not telling him that. You tell him that. I’m not your bitch because obviously I’m his. I will keep the pregnant one company while you go see what grump ass wants.”

“Go ahead, Duncan.” Pam smiled nodding to the door. “I need to get to know Sid better anyway.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” Duncan glared at Sid in warning before kissing Pam on the cheek. “I’ll be right back.”

“So you really like the boss man, huh?” Sid asked when Duncan had left. He sat down in the only chair in the room, grabbing the remote.

“Yeah, I do.” Pam sat on the bed. “What about you?”

“He’s okay…for an *.” Sid smiled flipping through channels.

Chapter 13

Duncan walked into Sloan’s office without knocking. He wanted to get this over quickly so he could get back to Pam.

“What’s so important you needed to see me right away?” Duncan stood in front of Sloan’s desk. He didn’t even want to get comfortable by taking a seat.

“I just got a call from Pete.” Sloan tossed his pen on the desk. “Sheriff Bowman’s murderer turned himself in.”

A bad feeling crept over Duncan. “I take it that someone is not Kenny Lawrence.”

“Bingo,” Sloan growled. “You know I always hated that f*cking dog, now I know why.”

“That is bullshit.” Duncan slammed his hands on Sloan’s desk. “We know he did it. We watched him do it. Everyone in that f*cking bar is a witness.”

“It’s a done deal, Duncan.” Sloan cursed. “Kenny Lawrence turned in a half-breed by the name of Ray Jones.”

“How in the hell is that a done deal,” Duncan shouted. “He’s a lying sack of shit.”

“The half-breed confessed to it all.”

“Fuck!”

“Detective Ferguson has dropped everything against Kenny. He’s a free man. Supposedly, he and Ferguson set up a deal before the bastard turned in the half-breed.” Sloan frowned. “That’s not all.”

“As if that’s not bad enough,” Duncan growled.

“Kenny has taken out a restraining order against the VC Warriors.”

“He’s a dead man,” Duncan warned Sloan. “I swear to God if he comes close to her, I will kill him.”

“And that’s exactly what he wants. The more Warriors he can get out of the way, the easier he can get to her and the baby.”

“Well that will be hard for him to do once he’s dead.” Duncan had never felt such rage. To even think of that son of a bitch getting near Pam had Duncan wanting to kill something, and he was usually the calm one.

“He’s smarter than that.” Sloan rubbed his eyes. “As much as I hate to admit it, he pulled one over on us, but the thing he hasn’t counted on, is us being a hell of a lot smarter than him.”

“Ferguson has his hand in this,” Duncan grunted, his mind going a mile a minute. “Did Pete say what kind of deal they made?”

Sloan just shook his head. “Pete is trying to find out what he can.”

“We owe that cop a lot,” Duncan replied.

“Keep her close, Duncan. Don’t let her out of your sight,” Sloan ordered as if he had to give those orders. “He’s going to try to do this the legal way and get custody of the baby. I’d bet my ass on it. So we have to be a step ahead. The son of a bitch has bit off way more than he can chew.”

“Swear to me if anything happens to me, the bastard never gets close to Pam or the baby.” Duncan had never been more serious in his life.

“Nothing is going to happen to you, but yeah, I swear to you they will be taken care of,” Sloan swore with a nod sealing the deal.

“Does everyone else know?” Duncan asked, walking away from the desk.

“Not yet. I wanted you to be the first, but I’ll take care of them. You take care of Pam.” Sloan stared at the door as his friend and fellow Warrior walked out. He hated having his Warriors look the fool. Picking up his desk phone, he slammed it down twice before setting it back down nice and easy. Detective Ferguson had no clue who he was f*cking with, but he was about to find out.

*****

Pam decided she really liked the smart mouthed Sid Sinclair. He was charming in a funny, in your face kind of way, and had her laughing nonstop since Duncan had left.

“Okay, not much on TV tonight.” Sid kept flicking through the channels.

“It doesn’t matter to me.” Pam stood to go to the restroom. “I never watch much TV anyway.”

“You have got to be kidding me. Airplane Repo? How the hell do you repo an airplane.” Hearing Pam moan he flipped to the next channel.

“Okay, I’ll find something else. How about When Fish Attack 2?” When Pam moaned louder, Sid glanced over at her ready to hand her the remote. “Here you find something.”

Seeing Pam bent over holding her stomach had him throwing the remote as he jumped from the chair. “Pam! What’s wrong? What is it?”

Pam bit her lip as she tried to straighten up. “Just had a small pain.”