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“I guess that’s good,” I continued to mumble.
“We’ll get you another mushroom,” he promised.
“I’m not sure they have them anymore,” I told him despondently.
“We’ll take a look.”
God, he was being so nice.
It was time to get to the nitty-gritty. “Someone broke into my place, Javi.”
He started to stroke my back. “I know, baby.”
“At the Oasis. With Linda, Patsy and Martha in the courtyard.”
His hand slid around me, and he gave my waist a reassuring squeeze. “They were never in danger. Whoever this was got in through your window in your bedroom, so they came in from the parking lot.”
That made me shiver.
Feeling my shiver made Javi frown.
Seeing Javi frown like that was a little scary.
“This is what’s going to happen,” he declared.
I just stared up at him, so he kept talking.
“The guys are gonna go in, see if whoever this fuck was who violated your space left anything behind we can trace. They’re also, right now looking at the camera feeds to see how we missed someone breaking in when we got an angle on your back windows. We find out who it is, we locate him and let him know how we feel about him fucking with one of our women.”
One of our women.
I was about to shiver again, but Javi wasn’t done, so I decided instead to pay attention to what he was saying.
“We don’t find out, we’ll still find him and share our displeasure. It’s obvious that Trev fuck was up to something even worse than what he was doing through dating apps. He was probably being watched, they saw him with you, they’re clearly desperate about whatever this is, and they took a shot with your place. They didn’t find what they wanted, because you have nothing to do with this guy. Though, we’re gonna make sure to communicate you have nothing to do with this fuckin’ guy.”
I really wanted that communicated.
Really.
And I, for one, did not mind in the slightest that the NI&S crew were going to wade into this mess.
I will reiterate.
Someone broke my cute mushroom.
And someone else was dead.
“I don’t want to talk about this anymore,” I announced. “I want to nuke my pad thai and eat it, and then maybe eat all your ice cream. Do you have ice cream?”
“No.”
Drat.
I tried again. “Chocolate?”
His lips twitched. “Sorry, lil’ mama, no.”
“Cookies?” I asked, maybe a tad desperately.