Chapters (27)
- Book Description
- About Lexi Blake
- Also from Lexi Blake
- Foreword from Rebecca Zanetti
- Acknowledgments from the Author
- Table of Contents
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Epilogue
- Discover the Lexi Blake Crossover Collection
- Discover the World of 1001 Dark Nights
- Protected
- Momento Mori
- On behalf of 1001 Dark Nights,
Tag took a deep breath, seeming to consider the problem. “I can try to find someone to back you up. I can bring Riley off vacation. He’ll be pissed but he’ll do his job.”
“No, I can handle this, but I have some out-of-the-box thoughts on how to keep her safe. You just gave me two nights where I don’t have to worry. She’ll be safe at Sanctum.”
“You can take her on other nights,” Tag mused. “Sanctum is the safest place for her. You’re her Dom. You sign that contract with her and you trump her brother. Will can deal with it.”
“I was actually thinking she needs a job,” Remy explained. “And I might know a place where the employees would watch out for her. Where the employees are mostly ex-military.”
Taggart’s eyes narrowed. “And what would she be doing at this place that I own a large piece of?”
“She’s a hell of a bartender.” Remy had thought it out last night in between sessions. It was the best way to protect her and give her something to do while they waited to see what would happen with the trial. “You know Linc could use some help.”
“So let me get this straight. My company is paying for an apartment you are no longer really going to live in because you’ll be in her bed every night, and now you want me to hire the client and pay her a wage so we can protect her. You are taking the bulk of the money the actual client is paying. Do you see the business problems with this?”
Sure he did, but he wasn’t about to admit that to Taggart. “I’m nothing but an old country boy, boss. I don’t know a lot about the financial stuff. I leave that to way smarter minds than me.”
“Sure you do, asshole.” But Taggart was already pulling out his phone. “Tell her to be ready to interview with Deena this afternoon, but of course she’s got the job. We actually can use the help. Ally’s pregnant and Macon’s being seriously overprotective with her, so Lisa will have to bounce between the bar and service, but I suspect she can handle it. And I’ll head over there and brief everyone on what’s happening.”
“I’ll drive her to and from work, and when she’s safe, I’ll work with Hutch or whoever to try to figure a way out of this for her. You’re right. Even if they don’t prosecute now, she’s still a threat.” Their best bet might be finding something else to nail Vallon for, something that didn’t involve Lisa.