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"Bad types?"
The waitress rolled her eyes "Mob ties"
"She’s in with the Mob?" Jake asked, sounding incredulous The guys she was observing looked like theyone of them"
That put a totally new spin on the situation "And the daughter?"
The waitress’s lips curved up in a ave up an honest-to-goodness decent sort to consort with a bunch of crihter wasn’t seeing so the twooperation, not as though she was friends with them If she had been, she would have joined theave him pause "Thanks"
"Anyti her hips in an exaggerated fashion
He sliced into his juicy steak, the aroain, but the food still didn’t interest hi a bite of the tender meat, which was seasoned to perfection and melted in his mouth, he sat back and observed her further She looked to be all work, no play, just like he was norain her attention Maybe because she’d hooked his to such a degree On the other hand, he enjoyed watching her, studying her, and taking pleasure in her without her knowledge, without the anxiety-ridden pretension that often existed between two people ain at her jacket She could be an undercover cop Maybe A slight bulge under her jacket on one side could indicate she was packing a gun
He raised his brows She could be arh the waitress’s words still lingered in his thoughts: she could be dating a mobster like her mother was She could be armed because she was one of the cri as an undercover cop But if she was, he thought she was in way over her head on this case
He glanced around the roo the men or her Why didn’t she have backup if she was a cop?
Getting involved in huood citizens of Silver Toas not a good idea Yet if she encountered any trouble, he’d be in the thick of it, rescuing her without thought of reward Well,from that sweet body of hers would do for starters A kiss from those lips would be welcos, while she sipped more of her tea She’d taken a bite of a cinnaal as he? Or just not a big breakfast eater? Or was ordering the breakfast just as a ruse while she conducted her surveillance?
He wondered what it would be like to pull the pins froers through the lush, silky strands To disar that would reveal her wo at all And to taste her lips, sweetened by sugary cinna, he listened, trying to hear their exchange The men spoke in low tones, but with the murmur of conversations in the busy restaurant and the distance Jake was from the men’s table, he couldn’tThe ning ignorance or showing her that her effort to rattle thelass s and the pin-striped awning stretched over the top to shade customers when the sun rose in the sky Twothe license plate that his uard, driver, he assumed And parked in front of that vehicle was another: similar make and model, same setup--two men
Inside the restaurant, the two men under surveillance shook hands One slanced back at the woman to see her take on the matter, and his blood instantly heated with ire A bruiser of a ray suit towered over her as he motioned for her to leave When the hell had he entered the restaurant and approached her?
She re up at theas he loo the hardware to back up his threatening posture, hidden under his jacket and pressed slightly into the fabric as a show of force He had one hand inserted underneath the jacket, holding the gun
Like a wolf ready to take down its prey, Jake rose fro ain in a sweeping motion toward the door Defiantly, the wo an inch, not saying a word Jake admired her stalwart nerve But he didn’t believe she’d win this argu he had at least asked the waitress the wo his cards, since the waitress seeood deal about her, Jake stalked across the floor to join her before the beast forced the issue The wo like pools ofhim in
The bulky beast of a man turned to face Jake and narrowed his already beady eyes in confrontation Jake conveyed a real threat of his own in his posture, just like a ould, froid back Even the hair on his ar erect, just as his fur would be if he earing his wolf coat--another forer, more of a threat