When their mother had run off and their father ended up in prison, the people around them became the extended family they needed.
Jessica climbed out and went to the other side to wrap an arm around her sister’s shoulders.
“Let’s go see if we can find some ice-cream in the freezer before bed.” She grinned.
Victoria laughed. “All right, but this time no eating all the fudge out of it.”
Jessica laughed and followed her sister inside.
Chapter Two
Kace cursed as he drove to Jessica’s house. He really didn’t intend for things to go as they had in the car. There was just something about her that set him on edge and made him want to respond to her outbursts.
It seemed so strange to him that he would have this reaction when, in most cases, he was normally calm. He stopped across the street from her place and turned the headlights off as the two women went in and began flipping on lights. Kace tensed a little when he easily saw the flickering light from the television through the windows.
His muscles twitched at how careless they were being with their own personal safety. It would be so easy for someone to slip right in and commit all sorts of crimes. He just hoped they had at least thought to lock the door. Maybe even a bar, just in case, but that might be hoping a little too much.
Years working cases had taught him that the best crimes for criminals were crimes of opportunity. If you made it easy for a criminal, they would likely take the easy way. They were lazy in a sense. It was the number one thing he had learned in his years on the force.
His phone rang, forcing him to look away. The screen read “Lt. Jackson.”
“Allen here,” he said into the receiver.
“Anything happening?” Lt. Jackson said over the phone.
They had all been waiting. They needed to be ready for whatever might happen.
“Nothing so far,” he said. “I think something is going on with the manager, but I’m not really sure. She is there later every day.”
“Any signs of Finn?” his boss asked.
“Only a few times during the day.”
“You think she’s in on all this?” The lieutenant’s rough voice cut across the line.
He stared up at the window again. The TV was now off, and two rooms had their lights on. Kace could see Jessica’s slender form looking up at the night sky from her room, her black hair framing her pretty face. His mouth went dry when he noticed the pink panties peaking over the top of the windowsill.
Kace wet his lips before continuing.
“I don’t think so, but there’s something going on, and she seems to have an idea,” he said and pulled his eyes from the window. Last thing he needed was to be hard while talking to his boss.
“Well keep me posted,” Lt. Jackson said. “We need to be on top of this when the shit hits the fan. Last thing I want is a war hitting the streets between the Russian and Irish mafias.”
“That won’t be happening, sir,” Kace said firmly.
“You just see it doesn’t.”
The click of the receiver echoed in his ear. He glanced back at the window to find the lights were all out now. Stretching, he moved around trying to work out the kinks all over his aching body. The muscles in his arms pulled at the fabric on his sleeves.
Despite the very long night, he thought it might be good to get in a little workout just to stretch. Already excited for the burn that was to come, he moved into gear and rolled down the road. Sometimes the best way for him to clear his head was a good run and some weightlifting. Maybe after that he’d be able to figure out what to do with Jessica Tamm.
He groaned at the thought. Talking about her father had been a mistake, but it came out before he could even stop himself. It was obvious she was from a troubled family, but that hadn’t really seemed to play a role in her upbringing.
Kace just couldn’t help himself. It pissed him off every time he thought about how she worked for a slime ball like Finn. She had to