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whole. I was ready to fight, to take the fuckers by the balls and take control of my own life.
    Mace's presence drew my attention to him. "Okay," I answered Diesel, despite my focus on the hot hulk of man filling the doorway. "I've got this."
    When Mace threw me a wink, I didn't even try to keep the smirk from my lips. I've got this.
     

Chapter Five
     
    MACE
     
    Fucking Marshall McKenny was a sneaky bastard. Ever since the mess surrounding my dad trying to go after Jo and Liam, I'd been trying to put together enough ammo to take McKenny down. Since everything about McKenny was totally personal, I spent energy investigating him between paid jobs. For months, he'd given me the runaround, yet since just before Jo and Liam's crash, he'd sensibly lain low.
    I used every contact I had, Enfield especially, my old boss still on the force, to help with intel, but he had come up with nothing recently.
    While McKenny was still very much around running his legit architect business, all of his links to meth had gone quiet. With no traceable evidence, Enfield had suggested I back off and move on, but that wasn't like me at all. Hell, even after the years since Abigail's death, I was still waiting for Nox's release. I didn't stop or give up easily. With Nox, I knew that once I had him in my grasp, I may finally get the truth about how the bust went so fucked-up, and exactly who screwed us over. While chasing Riots was no longer what got me through my day, I still had them in my sights. Enfield and Diesel knew this. As long as I wasn't stirring shit up like I did while still on the force, they pretty much left me to it. It was an unspoken agreement we had.
    I looked at the list of recent council applications that McKenny had submitted. Everything seemed above board, but there was that something that I just couldn't put my finger on. I was missing a piece to the McKenny puzzle and while I couldn't yet see it, when I did uncover it, I had a gut feeling it would be the first piece needed to build my case to take the fucker down once and for all. 
    I heard her soft steps before I saw her and immediately lifted my gaze to the open doorway. Lena approached my office, greeting me with a gentle smile. I knew I grinned back like a lovesick douche, but even after a month of Lena working for me and offering me the same perfect smile, I never got tired of seeing it.
    "Coffee?" she asked.
    "In or out?" I raised a brow in challenge. It was something I was trying, gentle pushes to ease her out of her comfort zone, and so far, it seemed to be working. After a month, I knew her tells and could usually prevent an attack from happening. It wasn't smooth sailing; far from it. It was stressful as hell, but fuck, when she smiled and achieved a small win, it was worth it all. There had been just two attacks when I'd been out of the office, but both times, true to plan, Kid had been around looking out for her.
    Kid was part of Deadwood and had had my back too many times to count. He was also tight with Lena and had worked a few security gigs for me when I needed him. It had taken a few months a couple of years back for me to swallow the jealousy as I observed the two of them together, dissecting and figuring out what their relationship was. He was one of the few Lena could comfortably touch. Even two years ago, I was envious that she would kiss his cheek, or he would hold her tightly in a hug. It took a while, but I was able to work out that they had a brother-sister kind of love. They were close to the same age and had actually gone to high school together.
    Admittedly, it was only after I worked this out that I took a liking to Kid, but ever since, he was a guy I trusted almost as much as I did Diesel.
    Lena's small smile grew into a wide grin. "Out." She added an affirmative nod and took a deep breath.
    Standing, I grabbed my wallet, phone, and keys, and the two of us headed out. I locked up behind us, and we held hands to my car. The contact was the same