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“No.I don’t want to put anyone else in danger or give them another face to follow, in case it’s not me their after, but one of the women.”
“Which is why you didn’t just come here.What’s your plan?”
“I’m going to take a left at the light when I hit Broadway and head east.I’m not sure after that.Maybe find somewhere public to stop and possibly confront them.”
“Don’t confront them alone.I’m working on getting something together.Give me just a minute.”
“I can’t fuck around too much, or they’ll figure out I’ve spotted them.”
“I know.I know.”There was a moment of silence, then Gizmo came back.“You know what I mean when I say the corner of Kolb and Broadway is a gas station that isn’t a gas station?”
Demon blinked and tried to visualize the intersection.
“It think so.It’s a Circle K or a Seven Eleven or something like that?”
“Something like that.I can have a couple of men there in about ten minutes.Stay calm, don’t push the speed limit and pull in there when you get to it.Head inside, we’ll see what we can find out about them.”
“All right.Want me to stay on the line or just see whoever is there when I get there.”
“Just get there safely, we’ll deal with the rest, but I should go because I need to let others know what’s going on.”
“Ten-four.”Demon disconnected the line and kept an eye on the SUV that had let several cars get between them now that they were on a road with more normal traffic.There was still no doubt they were following him, the real question was why?
His mind spun as he went where Gizmo had instructed.Should he park and go inside, as if nothing were out of the ordinary, or should he wait in the truck to see what happened?
Demon was almost to the intersection when he changed lanes, then checked on the SUV behind him, sure enough it had changed lanes too.
He hit his blinker again and pulled into the little shop.He threw the truck in park, killed the engine, and got out.While he’d considered sitting in the truck and trying to figure out who it was, Gizmo had said go inside, so he did.He acted as if he didn’t notice that the SUV he’d been watching had pulled in right behind him.
Holy shit.Whoever this was, they needed some training in how to tail someone and not be seen.
Demon rolled his eyes but opened the door and went inside without looking around to make sure his brothers were there; whichever ones Gizmo had sent over.If the idiots following him realize he was looking for someone, they might get spooked, then he’d never know why they were following him, and he might lead them somewhere they don’t want people to be.So, he played his part, went inside after spending a minute staring at the cooler case, found the drink he was looking for and took it to the register.
When he was done, he went back outside and headed for the truck, wondering if his brothers had already confronted them or what would happen.
He was almost to the truck when a pretty brunette who was almost as tall as he was, and since he was 6’1” it meant she was a tall woman, stepped in front of him.
“James Jennings?”Her voice was a rich contralto that made him wonder what she’d sound like in the post orgasmic afterglow of great sex.
“Yes, can I help you?”
“My name is Ronnie Darq.I’m with The Darq Side Bail Bonds.You’ve missed your hearing.I need to take you to get that rescheduled.”
Demon frowned.
“Wait.I didn’t have a hearing.Not that I know of.What are the charges?”He caught movement from the corner of his eye and saw a man with long, shaggy hair moving around the back of Demon’s pickup.Demon didn’t know why, but the man set his senses on alert, as if there was something about him they needed to be aware of.He tried to split his attention between the woman in front of him, Ronnie he thought she’d said her name was, and the man moving toward Demon’s back.
Demon glanced around the small parking lot and spotted a row of three bikes in the parking lot next door.And they weren’t just any bikes but ones he recognized.His brothers were here.They would have his back, even if the guy who set off Demon’s sixth sense was up to something nefarious, and it wasn’t just his imagination.He turned all his attention back to the stunning woman in front of him.
“I’m sorry.I think you have the wrong person.”He stepped around her and went to the truck.He had his hand on the handle when she spoke again.
“James Robert Jennings?”Her tone said she was quite sure she had the right person as she continued to rattle off a date and a number that was eerily close to his social security number.It might have been a scene straight from the twilight zone, but he recognized both the date and the social, even if they weren’t his.His heart dropped into his stomach, and he let his head fall forward until it rested on the cool steel of the door frame.
“Son of a bitch.What has Jim Bob gotten into now?”he muttered to himself as he turned around to face her again.“You didn’t tell me the charges.”
She glared at him a moment then recited a list of charges.
“Armed robbery, felony assault, theft of means of transportation…” She kept going but Demon had stopped listening.
