I swallowed down the fear and nodded. He was really good, and I was going to have to get used to this part.
“If you win this fight, what does it mean?”
Smirking at me, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. “It means that I’m one step closer to taking my revenge for what that fucker did to me.”
He pressed a chaste kiss to my lips, then stalked away without a word.
And I stood there, completely dumbstruck by his admission.
The sound of the door slamming jolted me out of the adrenaline racing through me. The thought of him boxing sent a spike of fear right through my heart. He could get hurt, even worse than the first time. I wasn’t that versed in boxing, but I knew well enough that there were no certainties. But I also knew what everyone said around town.
He had been good. Really freaking good.
And one fight changed everything.
Suddenly, the shop meant nothing to me. I needed information, and there was only one place to get it. I had to see his sister, and the sooner the better.
Grabbing my coat, I quickly pulled it on just as Alyssa came sauntering out of the back room with a donut and coffee.
“Where are you going?”
“Watch the shop for me?”
“Sure, but why?”
“I need to talk to Blake.”
“Sure! Just leave me here. I’ll eat your donuts and curl up with a good?—”
I slammed the door on her words, thinking only of what more I could pull out of Blake.
I hardly paid attention to the slick roads from the freezing rain or the fact that I was nearly out of gas. All I cared about were answers.
Slamming the door, I marched up the steps to Blake’s house, banging on the door with a little too much gusto, and doing my best to ignore the bullet holes still decorating the outside of the house. When a camera turned and moved up and down like it was checking me out, I stepped back, remembering this was the house of horrors with guns in the peaks of the roof and a killer robot roaming the halls inside.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
But before I could change my mind and flee, the door swung open and Blake answered with a smile on her face.
“Ah, so the woman who has my brother wrapped around his finger is finally here. Please, come in.”
She stepped aside, allowing me entrance, but I was too scared of my impending doom to put together the fact that she already knew about us.
“Is that robot around?”
“He’s currently docked and charging. You have a good hour before he decides to come out and scan you. But you should know that there are cameras in the house, detailing every inch of you. And that information will be sent over to Reed Security for their database.”
I looked at her in confusion. “For what reason?”
“Because my former employer has crazy employees who think there’s a violent threat just waiting to attack.”
“Well…considering what happened?—”
She waved me off and headed further into the house. “Not every day is like that. So, what has you bundled up and running out here in the freezing cold?” she asked as she walked over to her toddler, scooping her up in her arms. “I already have plans with Parker’s family for the incoming snowstorm, but I’d gladly escape the chaos if you want me to join you,” she grinned.
“Um…actually, I was wondering if you could tell me about Sam’s boxing career.”
“Why?”