My newest book from Loose Id is available now! It’s about a rich kid. Liam Carlington has his heart broken by his ex and acts out a little by dropping out of college and partying a little too much. His bodyguard get’s stabbed in a bar fight and his new bodyguard, Scott Jackson steps in. Scott is a little different from Liam’s last protector. He actually takes his job seriously. Scott is dealing with his own issues from his past. Will the two of them be able to see past the protective facades and come together?
“Most of our employees have been with us for years,” I said, observing their machismo interaction. “You don’t need to protect us from them.”
“You’d be amazed how many kidnapping attempts and assaults come from inside the circle of trust.”
“You’re the stranger, Jackson,” I said.
“Please, call me Scott.” He smiled. “And I’m not trying to be insulting. It’s not about who’s a stranger and who isn’t. It’s about motive.”
“There is no motive. This town loves my family.”
Scott was distracted as he answered, looking at his cell phone. “You’re missing the point. It isn’t about them liking you. It’s about opportunity and need.”
“We pay our staff very well,” I said, irked at his dismissive attitude.
He took a deep breath. “You have no idea what’s going on in their lives. They could be in severe financial straits. Someone approaches them, and it seems harmless enough to them. They give info. They get a huge chunk of money, and no one gets hurt. Or so they think.”
His voice reminded me of the tone my kindergarten teacher used on me when I’d been annoying her as a child. I half expected him to reach out and pat me on the head. “I think it’s bullshit I even have a bodyguard. I mean, we’re not the Rockefellers.”
The line of his mouth thinned, although he kept a smile around his eyes. “No, but your family is wealthy enough to make you a target for extortion.”
“It seems a little over-the-top to me.” I scowled. “We only had that one incident.”
Scott’s face became still, and he seemed to be looking past me. “Sometimes it starts out like that.”
His empty gaze sent a chill through me, but he turned away and fiddled with the alarm keypad, and I couldn’t see his face. “What does that mean?”
“Let’s just say it can get real ugly, real fast.”
I swallowed. “Did someone die or something…on your watch?”
His gaze was odd and fervent as he gave me what I considered a nonanswer. “In some situations the best you can do is keep loss of lives to a minimum.”
“So is that a yes?” What the hell?
“I’m not trying to scare you, Liam.” Scott looked tired all at once. “But it’s important you let me do my job. That might include implementing procedures you think are unnecessary.”
“Crap. I would think you guys would be trained to handle anything.”
“We are, and I’m not sloppy, like Joe.” Scott paused a moment. “But if my client won’t listen to me, I’m not fucking Superman either.”
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