Page 84 of Burn (Crash & Burn Duet 2)
“I won’t be long,” Teague said gruffly.
“Think this through.”
“You sound like Lincoln.”
“Then you should listen to us.” I tugged on his hand.
He slid out of the truck. His movement was stiff and very un-Teague like. He turned and I lost my grip. His face was like stone.
“If I tell you to go, then go.”
Fat chance. I yanked on my door handle and jumped out.
“You aren’t doing this on your own.”
That seemed to jolt him from his walled-off state. “I don’t want you anywhere near him.”
“Too bad.” I marched up the walk.
He snagged me by the waist as I reached the gate. “No.”
“You have no plan. You need backup.” I fumbled for the latch on the gate.
High beams shined, nearly blinding me. I squinted. Teague shielded his eyes and stepped in front of me.
Once my eyes readjusted, a chill skittered up my spine. A sleek black car slowly rolled by. The windows were tinted so dark, I couldn’t see inside, but Ifeltthe eyes on us.
I held my breath as we waited for the vehicle to keep going.
It eased to a stop.
“Get. In. The. Truck.” Teague nudged me.
I remained rooted in place as nerves got the better of me.
The back door of the car opened. A polished shoe gave way to a tailored suit.
Teague shifted me so that I was behind him. His urge to protect was ever present. I peered around and saw the worst.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Teague
“You’re supposedto be at work.”
That was the car. I had zero doubt now.
Why was he at all the fire scenes?
Was he following me?
Or observing his work?
I tightened my jaw. What was I thinking, bringing Pepper here? My goal had been to make him forget her, not draw attention in her direction.
“Why were you at the fire?”
I hadn’t meant to mention that yet. My temper got the best of me. What was the big deal? He already knew I’d seen him. The car always made a point of leaving after I’d discovered it.
