Paul’s words were covered in a layer of ice.
Gideon stared at the ceiling and blew out a breath. Paul’s ego was damaged. He would need to beat McPhearson in a satisfying way, which meant not quick. Damn.
“Where is she right now?”
“At the police station.”
Gideon glanced at his watch. “She’ll probably be there for a few hours. Keep her under surveillance. I have a plane waiting at the airport. I can be there in two hours. Don’t move on her until I get there.”
“There’s no need for that, brother. I can handle her.”
Gideon smiled. “I have no doubt of that. I just feel the need for a little fun.”
CHAPTER 21
Syracuse, NY
N ight was falling when Jake pulled into the U-shaped parking lot of the St. Hugh of Lincoln church. The lot had about ten cars in it, with a few more in the bigger parking lot behind the school. About the normal crowd, Laney told him, for an evening Mass.
They’d spent three and a half hours at the police station: preparing their statements, going through mug books. But they’d had no luck. Whoever Paul was, he wasn’t in the system.
Jake had insisted they head out of town. But Laney had refused without her uncle.
Jake smiled, shaking his head as he followed her through the parking lot. He’d faced down drug runners, terrorists, and war-lords. And somehow this tiny woman had gotten him to postpone leaving town twice. Either he was slipping or… He shook his head, not wanting to follow that thought. He didn’t have time for that thought.
They were going to pick up her uncle and then Rocky and her partner were going to escort them to the airport. He didn’t like the plan. It would take too much time. But Laney wouldn’t leave without her uncle.
He’d considered man handling her into the plane but after reading her history, he was pretty sure he would not come out unscathed. And he did need her cooperation just in case any of this was related to the file her friend had sent her. Although for the life of him, he couldn’t see how it was
So here they were, walking into a space he didn’t like, giving Paul mo re time to catch up with them.
His eyes constantly checked the shadows for any movement as they headed for the rectory. He didn’t like this layout. There was only one exit. Laney explained the rectory didn’t have a back door. And while he’d be able to see anyone approaching, anyone would also be easily able to see them leaving.
Laney paused at a break between the walls of the church and the school. “This is the courtyard.”
He thought the term might be a bit generous. The three walls enclosing the area consisted of the elementary school on one side, the rectory in the middle, and the church on the right. And in between, more parking lot.
“What’s with the basketball hoop?” Jake asked spying it on the opposite side of the courtyard.
“Uncle Patrick had it erected for the neighborhood kids.”
Jake caught a glimpse of a smile on her face. “And what’s with the smile?”
Laney turned, her smile lighting up her face. Jake caught his breath. She really was stunning.
“During the summer, we’d catch fireflies and drink ice tea on the porch. This place might look unimpressive to some, but to a child, it’s magical. Some of my best memories happened here.”
They walked up the steps and Laney fished out her key from her pocket. Unlocking the door, she flipped on the light switch by the door, heading for the small kitchen. She set about brewing the t ea and setting up some snacks.
Jake smiled at the ease of her movements. She obviously felt at home here. Her shoulders had lost some of their rigidity. She’d even started humming a little tune under her breath.
Jake’s head whipped around as he heard a footfall on the porch outside. His hand went to h is holster as the door opened.
Laney appeared next to him, her hand
Gideon stared at the ceiling and blew out a breath. Paul’s ego was damaged. He would need to beat McPhearson in a satisfying way, which meant not quick. Damn.
“Where is she right now?”
“At the police station.”
Gideon glanced at his watch. “She’ll probably be there for a few hours. Keep her under surveillance. I have a plane waiting at the airport. I can be there in two hours. Don’t move on her until I get there.”
“There’s no need for that, brother. I can handle her.”
Gideon smiled. “I have no doubt of that. I just feel the need for a little fun.”
CHAPTER 21
Syracuse, NY
N ight was falling when Jake pulled into the U-shaped parking lot of the St. Hugh of Lincoln church. The lot had about ten cars in it, with a few more in the bigger parking lot behind the school. About the normal crowd, Laney told him, for an evening Mass.
They’d spent three and a half hours at the police station: preparing their statements, going through mug books. But they’d had no luck. Whoever Paul was, he wasn’t in the system.
Jake had insisted they head out of town. But Laney had refused without her uncle.
Jake smiled, shaking his head as he followed her through the parking lot. He’d faced down drug runners, terrorists, and war-lords. And somehow this tiny woman had gotten him to postpone leaving town twice. Either he was slipping or… He shook his head, not wanting to follow that thought. He didn’t have time for that thought.
They were going to pick up her uncle and then Rocky and her partner were going to escort them to the airport. He didn’t like the plan. It would take too much time. But Laney wouldn’t leave without her uncle.
He’d considered man handling her into the plane but after reading her history, he was pretty sure he would not come out unscathed. And he did need her cooperation just in case any of this was related to the file her friend had sent her. Although for the life of him, he couldn’t see how it was
So here they were, walking into a space he didn’t like, giving Paul mo re time to catch up with them.
His eyes constantly checked the shadows for any movement as they headed for the rectory. He didn’t like this layout. There was only one exit. Laney explained the rectory didn’t have a back door. And while he’d be able to see anyone approaching, anyone would also be easily able to see them leaving.
Laney paused at a break between the walls of the church and the school. “This is the courtyard.”
He thought the term might be a bit generous. The three walls enclosing the area consisted of the elementary school on one side, the rectory in the middle, and the church on the right. And in between, more parking lot.
“What’s with the basketball hoop?” Jake asked spying it on the opposite side of the courtyard.
“Uncle Patrick had it erected for the neighborhood kids.”
Jake caught a glimpse of a smile on her face. “And what’s with the smile?”
Laney turned, her smile lighting up her face. Jake caught his breath. She really was stunning.
“During the summer, we’d catch fireflies and drink ice tea on the porch. This place might look unimpressive to some, but to a child, it’s magical. Some of my best memories happened here.”
They walked up the steps and Laney fished out her key from her pocket. Unlocking the door, she flipped on the light switch by the door, heading for the small kitchen. She set about brewing the t ea and setting up some snacks.
Jake smiled at the ease of her movements. She obviously felt at home here. Her shoulders had lost some of their rigidity. She’d even started humming a little tune under her breath.
Jake’s head whipped around as he heard a footfall on the porch outside. His hand went to h is holster as the door opened.
Laney appeared next to him, her hand
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