Will started dancing again although much more stiffly.
“When Danielle yelled out for me, it surprised him. I had tried to knee him before, but my skirt was too tight. When he lifted my skirt, he actually allowed me to fight back. When he leaned over me and told me he had always wanted a threesome with Dani and me, I went wild. I kicked him in the balls and punched him in the head. Then I ran like hell.”
“Thank God you got away.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “How did you come to Kentucky?” But before the story could continue, a bit of commotion caught his eye. “Hey, look over there. What is Ahmed doing with them?”
He spun her around so she could see Ahmed smiling at Chad and Whitney, handing them glasses of champagne. He toasted them and then hailed a waiter over with new glasses of champagne as soon as the first were empty.
“I don’t know, but I'm sure it’s not accidental. Um, I actually ended up here because of the job. That and I remembered you. I was hoping you'd be here to help me get this job. I wanted a town that was small but close to a bigger city so I could easily escape if found.”
“You don’t have to look for escape routes anymore. You’re staying right here with me. But I do think we should talk to Agent Parker about this.”
“I don’t think so, Will. Dani wrote me and told me there were arrest warrants out for us. There were powerful people in that room, Will. They could destroy me. They could frame me and put me in jail.”
“Okay, how about we tell Mo and Ahmed first. See what they can find out.” The dance ended and they look around for Chad and Whitney. They didn't see them but did see Mo being forced together with what appeared to be another bachelorette.
“Is everything all right, Kenna?” Ahmed had quietly appeared beside her.
“Actually, we were looking for you and Mo to seek your advice.” She looked around again. “Where did Chad and Whitney go?”
“They had too much champagne and were driven home,” he winked. “I’ll go rescue Mo and meet you at his private parlor.”
Kenna and Will stood back as Mo unlocked the door to his private parlor a short while later. Will and Kenna took a seat on the love seat as Mo picked up the basketball and tossed it from hand to hand.
“Okay, you going to tell us what’s going on?” Mo asked.
“I am. And I guess I'm also going to call in that favor you owe me unless you want to go two out of three?” she said jokingly, trying to break the tense feeling in the room.
“You have unlimited favors. Now please, how can we help?”
Kenna told them what she had just told Will. Ahmed interrupted, asking specific questions now and then, but they generally sat and listened.
“And your friend, Danielle, do you know if she’s safe? Do you have enough money?”
“I don’t know about Danielle. She stayed in New York and followed the people who were tracking her. She’s the one who found out about the warrants, and she’s the one who warned me that they had found me. I just didn’t realize it at the time. And yes, I have enough money. I pulled it all out right before I left.”
“The question is: What do we do now? I told Kenna she couldn’t run and hide, that I’d protect her. I wanted to go to Agent Parker, but she’s worried about the warrant. What do you two think?” Will put a supportive hand on her knee and gave it a quick squeeze.
“I'm sorry to interrupt. Kenna, you said your friend was following men. Did she describe them?” Ahmed asked.
Kenna nodded. “Yes. She called them the Men in Black, like the movie. She thought they worked for a senator because they kept referring to him. She couldn’t find out which one, though. Apparently they looked very governmental.”
“Then we have an issue. Two men fitting that description stopped by the hospital the night I stayed with you. I heard them asking for you at the nurse’s station. They flashed a badge and were directed to your room. When they saw me, they walked past without much of a look and left. I assumed they were FBI checking up on you per Agent Parker’s request.”
The room grew quiet. Kenna knew what that meant. It meant that if Ahmed hadn't been there, she'd be dead now. Will pulled her against him and rested his head on top of hers.
“Ahmed, go find Agent Parker. Don’t tell him anything, only that I need to speak with him,” Mo said. It amazed Kenna how fast the friendly Mo could disappear and be replaced by Sheik Rahman.
Mo moved to his desk, pulled out his computer and began typing. She leaned against Will and snuggled into him. As horrible as seeing Chad had been and knowing everything was coming to a head, she had a sense of relief to know she wasn’t fighting everything on her own now.