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the scene half a mile away across the curved beach. Despite the dozens of criminals mingling around the seedy bar, Reynolds didn't look at all afraid or worried. In fact, he looked as if he fit in with the seedy element. Too bad the association didn't make him look any less attractive.
    The sudden silence around Kisho suddenly penetrated. He glanced back to see his team looking at him. “What?”
    “Reynolds seems to like you well enough.” Jules raised a brow in question.
    Kisho could feel his cheeks heat but refused to look away. “No, he doesn't.” Fallon nodded. “Yes, he does. He doesn't project, but his eyes don't lie. The big dude might have a thing for Ava, but he's definitely got a thing for you, too.” Not what Kisho needed to hear. It was hard enough to pretend an indifference to the man.
    “Big deal. So he's gay.”

    “You think he's gay?” Tersch sounded way too happy about the idea.
    Jules sighed. “Just lead him on a little, Hayashi. Let him think you're okay with his attention. Find out what he's hiding.”
    Kisho blinked. “Are you shitting me?” They wanted him to flirt, to sexually encourage a man for information?
    Tersch surprised him. “Oh come on. We fuck each other all the time. I know he's not as fine as I am, but take one for the team, buddy.”
    He didn't know what to say. Did they know he was gay? Was this his opening to come clean? Or were they hoping to simply use Reynolds's interest in Kisho for their gain and nothing more?
    “I, ah…”
    “I need to know what he's not telling us,” Jules said quietly. “Something's not right with him. For all we know, he's a part of this Delancey conspiracy.”
    “I don't think—”
    “Don't think. Just find out what he's hiding,” Jules encouraged and said nothing more.
    Fallon nodded. But Tersch's mild acceptance of the idea capped it. There was something more to all this than a need for information.
    “What the hell is going on?”
    Before anyone answered, Tersch pointed at the bar. “Well, would you look at that?” They were too far away to give Reynolds immediate help if his informant turned on him, but Reynolds had preferred they keep their distance. Now it looked like he might need them.
    Two brawny men wearing sleeveless denim jackets—in the coldest month of the year—grabbed his arms. Reynolds's informant leaned closer and shoved a fist into his stomach.
    To Kisho's surprise, Reynolds didn't flinch. He smiled that sexy grin that looked like a lethal dare. When Reynolds's informant brought his arm back for a second punch, Reynolds moved.
    Like lightning, he knocked the men flanking him into each other and blocked the informant's punch. Then he kicked one thug down and punched the other in the face. Even at this distance, Kisho recognized a broken, bloody nose.

    Reynolds grabbed his informant by the back of his neck and whispered something into his ear.
    The team watched as the grubby asshole nodded as if his head were on strings and apologized profusely.
    “I'll be damned. Your boy can fight,” Fallon murmured.
    “He's not my boy,” Kisho snapped, but he couldn't help feeling pride that Morgan had held his own. And that made no sense. Morgan was nothing to him. So why did his beast purr at the thought of the man defeating those weaker than himself? Not Morgan. Reynolds. Keep your distance.
    “Fucker can fight,” Tersch offered. “I definitely think it's time we took a closer look at him. I don't like how close he's been getting to Ava and Olivia.” Jules nodded. “I want you to stick to him like glue, Hayashi.”
    “Why me?”
    The look Jules gave him made him more than uncomfortable. “Just do it. Think of it as an order, if it makes you feel better.”
    “It doesn't.”
    Tersch chuckled. “Good to know I'm not the only one you're always screwing with, Jules.” Their conversation turned to Delancey while they waited for Reynolds— Hell, now I'll have to call him Morgan —to rejoin them.
    Kisho caught Jules's