You Only Love Twice
Charlotte
to have that baby so you can join the rest of us.” He turned to Erin. “Let me
borrow your piece.”
    “I swear I will beat the shit out of you if you hurt her,
McKay.” Erin seemed unnaturally affectionate toward her Berretta M9 which she’d
named Bertha. Jesse really thought it looked more like an Agnes. She handed the
gun over, handle first. “I don’t see why I’m stuck here. She knows me the
least. It would be very simple for me to take her out. I promise I won’t even
feel bad about it. All that weak shit gets to me. I believe in Darwin, so I
could shoot her very easily.”
    And he was so done with her. “You shoot her and we’ll have a
fucking problem, Erin.”
    “Is that right, Murdoch?” She got right in his face. “You
think you can take me?”
    He felt his blood pressure rise, his hands turn to fists. He
didn’t fight with women, but then Erin liked to play with the boys. If she
threatened Phoebe, she would find out that he could put her on her ass. “I know
I can.”
    “Down, both of you.” Tag turned to his latest hire. “Look,
Xena, I know you want to prove you’re some kind of female warrior or some shit
but that dude right there occasionally loses his damn mind and rips people’s
throats out with his bare teeth, so back the fuck off him.”
    Erin looked him over. “Actually that kind of makes me like
him more. Fine. I won’t touch the klutz. To tell you the truth, I’m kind of on
Murdoch’s side here. If she’s an operative, I’ll eat some of Li’s haggis.”
    Liam shook his head. “Damn me, girl, but we’re going to have
to give you a geography lesson. I’m bloody Irish, not Scots. Why da fuck would
I eat haggis?”
    She shrugged. “They all sound the same to me.”
    Ian pulled his phone out and whatever was there made his jaw
tighten. “We need to move. She’s on Main but she’s walking. We can catch her.”
     
    Ten minutes later, Jesse found himself on Elm waiting for a
signal. It didn’t get past him that he was right where that text had wanted him
to be. Someone wanted him in that walkway, but he couldn’t figure out why. He
had to wonder if that someone who wanted him to learn the truth would care that
he’d brought company along. Simon stood beside him. Jesse inhaled deeply, the
smells of Italian and Mexican food filling his nostrils and reminding him he
hadn’t eaten. Campisi’s was to his back, but he knew if he walked down the
little alley that connected Elm to Main he would find Sol Irlandes. He’d taken
Phoebe there a few weeks back. They’d had a nice meal and questioned the
artistic value of putting a giant eyeball in the middle of downtown Dallas. The
massive “work of art” sat across the walkway from the restaurant and overlooked
Main Street. It was surrounded by a little park of
perfect green grass. It was weird and he kind of found it fascinating, but
Phoebe said it creeped her out.
    “What are we waiting for?” He was impatient. He wanted this
all over with so he could shoot everyone the finger and get back to the baby
shower. He wasn’t so much interested in watching Eve open gifts, but he
definitely had plans for the appetizers Sean had cooked. His stomach rumbled.
He shouldn’t have to go through all this stress on a freaking empty belly.
    “The all clear signal. Be patient.”
    “She’s in the hotel. Adam, can you get into the CCTV at The
Joule?” McKay’s voice came over the comm in his ear. They’d all put them in so
they could talk to Jake and Adam.
    “Already there,” Adam replied. “She’s at the front desk.”
    “I have eyes on her,” Jake said. “I can’t get too close, but
I won’t lose her.”
    What the hell was she doing at a hotel? Was she meeting
someone? “Do you think she has a boyfriend?”
    He asked the question of Simon, not bothering to click the
button that would send his voice to the rest of the team.
    “I don’t think this is about a hidden lover, Jesse,” Simon
replied. “Wait for it to
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