pause.
“Yes, Director. I’ll have my two agents on it immediately. I’ll pass off some of my work and back them up until this is handled.”
Gabe watched her even as he talked to his director. His boss was barking orders, and he was still thinking about this woman’s body.
He was totally screwed.
What had she done to him?
“Yes, sir. I’ll handle it personally! I’ll call you once I’m in the office to let you know who’s handling it.”
The phone went dead.
“The big boss man?” Livy asked, sipping from her water bottle. When she offered it to him, he looked like a deer in headlights.
She was making progress. At least he didn't run for it.
“Yes. I have to go. A case came up. We have a dead woman, and I need to update the next agents out in the field. It’s a big one.”
She followed him.
“Livy,” he said. “What are you doing?” Gabe asked as he cut through the grass to the area where he parked. “Go finish your run.”
“I can’t. I’m waiting for you to give me a ride.”
He stared at her and his brain visualized something far less innocent. “What?”
“To my car.”
“I just told you, Livy, that I have to hurry up and head in. This is a huge case.”
She smiled sweetly at him. “I know what you said, Gabriel, but it’ll cut down on some time.”
He was confused.
“What are you talking about?”
Livy corked her water bottle. “You need to update the two agents who are up next on the roster, and you might as well do it in the car.”
“Huh?”
“Lyzee and I are up. We’re your team. I guess we’re going to be working incredibly close the next few days. That should be fun.”
He stared, his mouth wide open.
“Gabe? Are you okay?” she asked when he simply stared at her.
He couldn’t think. Instead, he glanced at the water bottle in her hand. “Can I have that?”
She handed it to him.
Gabe unscrewed the top and dumped it over his head.
Livy gasped.
“Why did you do that?” she asked.
“Because it’s going to be a very long week.”
His neat and tidy world was about to collapse around him.
He could see it now.
CHAPTER ONE
Georgetown
Dumbarton Street
Elizabeth LaRue was waiting for her partner to arrive on the scene. She’d gotten the call a little while ago, and she knew that time was of the essence. When Gabe sent them out, he didn't like them screwing around.
He was all business when it came to a case.
If you dallied, you were going to get his boot in your ass. The man took work way too seriously, but that was just how he rolled.
You had to respect that in a boss. Besides, their small unit was on his shoulders. Gabe was responsible for twenty agents, and that had to be daunting.
She was glad it wasn’t her.
One of the best things about him was that he was reliable. Whenever she’d work overtime with him on some case, she never had to worry about him having her back.
If anything, Gabe was a good egg.
She truly loved him…in that brother and sister kind of way. Since being wooed for his team, she had nothing but one hell of a good time. Elizabeth loved riling him up.
When he told her she was ‘too cowboy for her own good’ , she knew she was on the right track.
But there was a line.
If it was about work, you best get your shit in order and take care of business.
Already, she knew how intense this was going to be.
When Gabe called her at home, he sounded worked up, and that was never a good thing. The man was cool under pressure. There was no way that Elizabeth was going to take a slow stroll to the scene to yank his chain.
It wasn’t happening.
Right after she hung up with him, Livy called to tell her she would be there as soon as she was cleaned up.
She, too, was breathless.
Interesting.
Something was definitely going on, and she was going to get to the bottom of it before the day was out. It seemed her partner had meant what she said when she threw down the bet.
Livy was dogging the