Rock Chick Rescue (Rock Chick #2)(51)

His lips twitched.

“Let me guess,” Marcus said to Lee, “this one has your protection too. What? Are you building a harem?” Lee shook his head.

“I’m running this errand for Eddie.”

Marcus, who seemed to have accepted his fate, went scary tense again. I had the feeling he didn’t like Eddie.

“What’s it got to do with Chavez?” he asked Lee.

“Jet,” Lee said, and he wasn’t talking to me, he was talking to Marcus, my name was the answer to Marcus’s question.

“Shit,” Marcus said and looked at me like I was now a pain in his ass. His eyes swung back to Lee. “You tel Chavez I want my fifteen grand.”

“Take it up with McAlister. And some advice, Marcus, keep Jet out of it. It took a lot to talk Eddie from comin’ here himself with a couple of uniforms. You don’t want that kind of trouble.”

“I got trouble with you over this?” Marcus asked and the tenseness was stil there.

“Keep Vince under control and your focus on McAlister. If he makes good, keep him away from your tables. You do that, you have no trouble with me,” Lee answered.

I looked at Daisy. Daisy was watching this like a hawk.

She caught me looking at her and she came forward and hooked her arm through mine. “I’l walk you to the door, Sugar,” she said and propel ed me out of the room.

“I’m sorry you got woken up in the middle of the night,” I said to her as we walked from the big room down the hal .

She waved her hand. “Happens al the time.” Um… eek!

Then she went on, “You must’ve just come off shift and, no doubt, dead on your feet.”

I nodded.

She stopped at the front door and her face got serious.

“No harm wil come to you, I’l see to that. But your Dad better get his shit together. I’m not sayin’ this to scare you, Sugar, I’m tel in’ you like it is. Comprende?” I nodded again.

“Maybe I’l pop by Smithie’s some time,” she said in another quick change of mood.

“I’m working tomorrow night.”

Now, why did I tel her that? I didn’t want to become friends with Scary Marcus’s wife. Did I?

“Sounds good to me,” Daisy replied and her eyes slid sideways as Lee joined us.

“Don’t be a stranger.” she cal ed after us when we left and I didn’t know if she meant Lee or me.

Lee put me in his silver Crossfire and I buckled up. After he got in, I turned to him. “They knocked Tex out just outside my building,” I told him.

“Stun gun. He came to and cal ed me. He’s fine.” I nodded and began a delayed reaction shiver as Lee turned onto University Boulevard.

“You okay?” he asked.

I shook my head and then, realizing that he couldn’t see me because he was driving, I said, “No.”

“Did Vince…?” Lee started.

I interrupted, “No, they just dropped Tex, grabbed me, put me in a car and took me to Marcus. I didn’t fight or anything.”

I didn’t know if that was the right thing to do or not until Lee murmured, “Smart.”

Lee pul ed up to my building. The El Camino was stil there as was Eddie’s red truck, with Eddie leaned up against it, arms and ankles crossed. The casual posture belied the look I caught on his face when the lights of Lee’s Crossfire hit him.

Tex was standing beside him.

Lee stopped a few yards away from Eddie’s truck and he turned to me as I unbuckled my seatbelt, stopping me from getting out with a hand on my arm.

“It’s unlikely that Marcus wil do anything to you. It isn’t his style. He stays focused, doesn’t like mess and his problem isn’t with you. If you have to have criminals, then you want the kind like Marcus. He took you so it’d get back to your Dad and if your Dad thought you were in the line of fire, it would smoke him out.”

I felt added relief with his assurance and Daisy’s. At least relief for me, Dad was another story.

Someone opened my door but Lee wasn’t finished so I didn’t turn away.

“Vince is another story. He’s lookin’ for an excuse at payback for Einstein’s. Vince isn’t the kind of guy who’l take a blow like that to his reputation without gettin’ even.” My relief was instantly swept away.

“Stay careful, close to Eddie and if you can’t be close to Eddie, then cal Tex or Duke. If you’re stuck, phone me and I’l send one of my guys. Yeah?”

I nodded.

He stared at me.

“I’m being serious,” he said and he sounded serious.

I nodded again.

I was serious too. Serious as a heart attack, which I understood was very serious considering I’d nearly had one every day for a week.

He let me go and nodded behind me. A hand curled around my arm and I turned to see Eddie leaned into my door. He helped me out, closed the door and Lee took off.

Tex made it to us and put his big hand on my head.

“Shit, woman,” he said, then repeated himself, shaking his head, “Shit.”

I realized he was concerned and I felt tears crawl up my throat.

“I’m okay, Tex. They didn’t hurt me,” I told him.

His eyes turned to Eddie.