glanced at his brother. “Well, they came to the right place,” he said, as always, proud of what Tyler had accomplished.
“Who is the client?”
Tyler eyed him warily. “Lola Corbin called. She’s the lead singer of Tangled Royal,” he said of the huge band currently rocking the music scene.
“Son of a bitch. Grey Kingston’s band mate is looking to hire you?” he asked of the band’s lead guitarist.
Tyler clenched his jaw and nodded.
Now Scott understood the problem. Avery, their youngest sister, and Grey Kingston had been hot and heavy back in high school … until Grey had left town to make it big, leaving Avery heartbroken. To this day, Scott wasn’t sure she’d ever gotten over it. His hands curled into fists at the thought of dealing with the man.
“At least it’s not Kingston who wants your services, but that’s pretty close for comfort.”
Tyler ran a hand through his dark hair and nodded. “Agreed. I don’t want to upset Avery but I can’t turn down the biggest rock star on the planet. Not to mention, Lola Corbin is engaged to Rep Grissom, Jr., one of the Thunder’s hottest stars.”
“Shit,” Scott muttered.
“You got that right.”
“Hey, guys,” Olivia said, joining her brothers. Her office was nearby. “I couldn’t help but overhear. You should know, Avery’s seen Grey recently. He sent her tickets to the last concert.”
Tyler glanced at his sister. “Seriously? What the hell? Why didn’t I know about this?”
Scott wanted to know the same thing.
“Because of your reactions right now. She knew you’d go all big-brother caveman on his ass.” Olivia patted Tyler’s cheek. “She asked me to go with her to the concert. We went; Dylan and I got the call about Meg being in the hospital. I offered to stay, but Avery swore she was fine to go backstage alone.”
“What happened between them?” Scott asked.
“She won’t talk about it,” Olivia said, her tone indicating how unhappy that made her.
Scott didn’t like it either. Avery and Olivia were close. If she wasn’t confiding in her sister, something big was going on.
“Do you think the bastard is pushing Lola towards my business to get back into Avery’s life somehow?” Tyler asked, shaking his head in disgust.
Olivia narrowed her eyes, remaining silent while she considered. Then she shook her head. “You’re the best there is. I honestly doubt it. She probably really does need your services.”
Tyler blew out a frustrated breath. “That’s what I wanted to talk about. I need you,” he said to Scott. “I need a second-in-command. Someone who can oversee everything that goes on. Actually, I need a partner. I need you,” he said, turning to Scott.
“What?”
“You’re a damned good cop, and the beat is a waste of your talents. Not to mention, you’re bored as shit. I want you to sign on as my partner.” Tyler pinned Scott with a look he’d never seen before. One that held admiration and something more.
“Cool!” Olivia said, clapping her hands. “That’s great for you, Scott, and he’s right. You need something more challenging, and this is it.”
“We all know you aren’t happy doing the cop thing. This will give you a chance to use your people skills and your training. Plus you can set your own hours, which has to be better than those night shifts you’ve been assigned.”
He couldn’t deny they were right. He wasn’t happy, and the thought of doing something different definitely appealed to him, as did working with his brother.
Scott ran a hand over his eyes. He’d never considered leaving the force. Never thought his older brother—by two years but still older—would want him on board. “You built your business yourself. Are you sure—”
“One hundred percent certain. You can buy in, and we can work out the details… I’d have asked you before, but I wanted you to get hands-on experience first. You deserved to follow your dream and see if it was for you before I
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