He looked up at her, his eyes beseeching. “How can you be sure? This is dangerous. Spider is dangerous.”
“Are you certain it’s Spider?”
“Damn certain.” He swallowed loudly. “I’m sure I can do this because I know you and my father are capable. I know I’m in good hands.” She cupped his jaw, feeling it twitch under her palm.
“You trust me even though I’m a lawman?” One thick brow came up.
She smiled. “We don’t choose who we care for.”
Nix stood and dragged her into his arms, holding her tightly. There was something in his hold that swarmed her heart, made her feel wanted…loved. She wasn’t sure she’d ever been held like this since her mother. “Listen, when you come face to face with the bastard, keep plenty of space between you and him. Watch his every move and don’t underestimate him.” He pulled away, sweeping his knuckles gently across her cheek. “And take this.” He reached into his back pocket and held up the small pink container.
“Mace? I don’t get a gun? A knife?”
“We don’t send wired people in with guns and knives, sunshine. Just push this button.” He tapped the lid of the flask. “It’s small enough to hide in your bra, tucked under one breast, but be careful not to spray yourself.”
“I think I can handle it.”
“I’m sure you can.”
She hid the mace in the cup of her bra and he went to work on the electronic device. Melly put her shirt back on, but since it was too tight and the chance that Spider would see it, Nix found one of his shirts from his locker and she dragged it on too, inhaling his masculine scent lingering on the fabric. Knotting the material at her waist, she checked herself in the mirror and the wires under her clothing were completely hidden.
A soft knock on the door made her jerk. Nix gave her a reassuring smile and opened the door. “Did you get the warrant for the tap?”
“Got it. We’re ready to roll,” Riddle said.
Nix looked at Melly. He gave her a nod. “Ready?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”