been working for Red
Stone Security for the past couple years, and hell, she was the
best friend of Harrison’s fiancé. If it hadn’t been for all the
security jobs he’d taken around the globe the past couple years,
he’d have met her in person long ago. Instead he’d only met her
face to face months ago and he hadn’t been able to get her out of
his mind since. He should feel comfortable around her and he
hated that he always seemed to be edgy in her presence. “No, but
she’s still sleeping. Didn’t want to wake her yet. And you know
everything I know. Her youngest brother seems to have gotten into
trouble with Orlando Salas and now Elizabeth is being targeted by
the Seventy Ninth Street Gang.” Porter guessed to give Benny more
of an incentive to pay up. Going after Benny through Elizabeth was
actually smart. The Martinez family might have washed their hands
of Benny but they’d never let anything happen to their
daughter.
Grant cursed. “This gang’s been a thorn in my
side for years. If we can bring them and Salas down it’ll be
big for the department and the city. You gonna keep Lizzy at your
place today?”
As if he’d let her go anywhere. “Of course. I
have a meeting in a few hours but I’m going to work from home most
of the day.”
“I’ll put out more feelers but I don’t have
anything new yet. I promise to call when I have something. You
don’t have to keep blowing up my phone,” his brother said
semi-jokingly.
Porter cringed. He’d been doing just that all
morning but he felt so damn helpless. “I know.”
“Let me know when she wakes up and we can set
up a time for her to make an official report through me. I’ll come
to your place, bring some pictures of the gang members we have on
file on the off-chance she recognizes one of them.”
She hadn’t seen anyone last night but Porter
knew there was a chance she might remember seeing one of the gang
members before. “Thanks.” Once they disconnected he tossed the
phone onto his kitchen counter and picked up his cup of coffee.
Right now he wished Benny was in front of him
so he could wring his neck. It was obvious how much Elizabeth cared
for her brother, and while her loyalty was commendable, it burned
him up that Benny treated her like garbage. Benny called her for
help or money and she went running to him regardless of how
dangerous the situation. That wasn’t happening anymore as long as
Porter was around. He’d do everything in his power to protect her,
but he had the feeling she wasn’t going to make it easy for
him.
Hell, if their past relationship was any
indication she definitely wasn’t. When they’d been dating he’d made
a few comments about the trouble her brother always seemed to get
into and she’d shut him down fast. Right now he could deal with the
fact that her brother was important to her, but if she wanted to
run headfirst into danger he wasn’t letting her go alone.
* * * * *
The strong aroma of coffee rolled over Lizzy,
forcing her eyes open. Inhaling deeply, she knew she couldn’t stay
in bed any longer. She threw the satiny blue comforter off her and
slid out of the guest bed she’d slept in. Porter’s condo in the
high-rise building was definitely pricey, but the interior was a
little sparse. It almost felt like a hotel. She’d been there a
couple times and with the exception of the carpeted bedrooms, every
other room had tile floors. Minimal decorations, a few family
photos, a kitchen that looked as if it was never used and all the
appliances looked brand new, as if he’d just taken them out of the
box. After they’d arrived at his place last night he’d told her to
get some sleep then had disappeared into his room. Unlike the times
she’d been there before there had been no suggestion that they take
things into his bedroom. It had felt weird to be here again under
such different circumstances.
She’d hoped maybe they’d talk more about that
kiss—or continue it—but