“Caleb and Henry are two of the most sought after men. It’s a pleasure to be given this opportunity to work for them.” Arnold closed the door, walking close behind her as she entered the kitchen. She’d been grocery shopping for their dinner.
“Really?”
“There are bosses who are not particularly fair. This job is a good one.”
“How do you know Henry?” She didn’t like having Arnold around and not talk to him. It seemed rude to her.
“I was a fighter. He and Caleb come to the fights and offer jobs to the men who are the most promising and discreet. They want men they can trust to get the job done.”
Did she want to know anymore about Henry’s work? She knew he wasn’t legal. The only thing that was legal about his entire operation was the club they owned.
“That’s enough. I don’t need to know anything else.”
There was a buzz at the intercom. Leaving the kitchen, she walked into the hallway to find Caleb waiting to be let inside.
“Caleb? Henry’s not here right now.”
“I know. He’s busy. I wanted to talk with you.” She stared at him. This man did scare her. “Let me in, Lydia.”
Arnold was home, so there was nothing Caleb could do. He was employed by Henry to keep her safe. She pressed the button and waited for the knock on the door. Arnold was stood in the hallway along with her.
He pushed her behind him as the door was knocked on. Caleb stood on the other side, raising a brow at Arnold.
“You can leave, Arnold. I’ve got it from here.”
She didn’t want Arnold to leave. Caleb looked at her, waiting.
“It’s okay, Arnold. Caleb won’t let anything happen to me.” She turned on her heel and walked back to the kitchen. The only thing she wanted between her and Caleb was space.
The door closed, and she held her breath waiting for Caleb to come into eye sight.
When he did, she turned toward the fridge to finish putting away the cheese and cream.
“You and Henry,” he said.
She glanced over her shoulder to see him stood waiting for her. He looked like he owned the place. Staring down at the cream in her hands, she didn’t like the way he made her feel.#p#分页标题#e#
“What about me and Henry?”
“Is it serious?”
Lydia gave him her full attention. “It’s serious to me.”
“Henry is my friend, and we’re business partners. What happens to him concerns me. You’re a distraction. He’s different since he’s been around you.”
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
“He’s determined to find those men who hurt you. This man is not the person I’ve come to rely on.”
She tucked some hair behind her ear. “How is that being distracted?”
“He’s missing other business. We’re a team, and if he keeps going hunting, he’s going to find what he’s looking for and more.”
Lydia saw he was concerned.
“Are you fucking with him because he killed your boyfriend?”
“What? No?”
“You don’t strike me as a nice woman. Henry, he needs a nice woman to see past all the shit.”
“What? You mean his scars?” She was getting angrier by the second. Caleb had no right to come here and accuse her of this stuff.
“You’re in his apartment, and he’s laid a claim to you. I don’t like the vibe I’m getting from all of this.”
“You think I’m using him?”
“He’s got a thing for whores.”
She threw the block of cheese at him. “First, I’m not a fucking whore. Second, Henry was the one who moved me into this apartment. I didn’t suggest it once. And third, how fucking dare you. You don’t know me or anything about me. I care about Henry. He means a great deal to me. I don’t know if I love him yet as that’s pretty fucking deep. I’ve never loved any man in my whole life. Henry, he’s special, and I would never, ever, do anything to hurt him.”
“Caleb, get the fuck out of my apartment,” Henry said, rounding the corner.
Lydia gasped. She’d not heard him come into the apartment.
“Henry.”
“Lydia, I want to apologize about my so-called friend,” Henry said.
“I was worried about you, Henry. You’re different. You’re missing business while you’re searching for these men, and it is going to put you behind bars.”
“No, it’s not. I’m not hurting anyone. Those men deserve to die, and I’m going to do it.”
“You don’t know anything about her,” Caleb said.
She stared from one man to the other. Henry’s hands were fisted while Caleb simply had his arms down by his sides.