passion that Zak had witnessed before was still there. Damn, Luca was good.
“What did you do?” Logan asked.
“Nothing at first. I’d already paid first and last month’s rent in my apartment so I went searching for a job. That’s where I met one of the guys here. After I told him my story, he invited me to a meeting.”
“So you decided to join us?” Logan pushed.
“Not at first. I know the company I was supposed to work for was run by a bunch of asssholes but I still wasn’t sure. But the more meetings I went to, the better I realized that we were being treated like second-class citizens. It’s not right,” Luca said.
“I agree,” Logan told him.
“Yeah, but I got them,” Luca boasted.
“Oh yeah?” Logan pressed.
Zak didn’t know what Logan was playing at. Logan already knew—or at least suspected—that Luca was a cop, so what was with the interrogation? They had to kill him regardless, didn’t they? He frowned at Logan but the bodyguard just shrugged.
“At first we had a couple of the teenagers that hung around to go to the job sites where the crews were working to vandalize and cost them money.” Luca leaned forward as he spoke. “After about a month of messing with them, we burned down a house they’d just completed.”
“Wow.” Logan sounded impressed.
“I heard that the company had to get two loans just to keep the current business they had. It might not be much, but I got my revenge.”
“Good. They deserved it,” Logan agreed.
“That’s what I think.”
Logan and Luca laughed while Zak just sat there with his inner turmoil. Luca bumped his shoulder.
“What? Heard my story too many times to appreciate it any longer?” Luca teased.
Smiling, Zak just shrugged. “Sorry, man. I think last night is catching up with me. I’m just tired.”
“Yeah, what about what Seth said? Are we going with him to take care of the waitress?” Luca asked.
Fuck . With everything happening, he’d forgotten about the threat to the human woman.
“What waitress?” Logan asked.
As Luca explained what had happened the night before and how Seth had tried to get him and Zak to go back with him, Logan started shaking his head.
“We don’t need that kind of heat right now,” Logan replied. “I’ll make sure they lay off.”
When Logan stood, Zak grew excited thinking he’d have a minute with Luca. His spirits dropped after Logan waved over another stranger. Logan whispered in the guy’s ear but never left the table.
Leaning close to Luca, Zak did manage to slide his leg over to brush against Luca’s. Luca glanced over at him. Shifting in his seat, he pulled up the back of his shirt slightly. Luca’s eyes widened.
Zak nodded at him just as Logan retook his seat.
Straightening, Zak picked up his beer and drained it.
“I heard there’s one of the empty fields you guys use for training,” Logan sated. “Why don’t you show it to me?”
Getting Luca away from the others where they won’t hear the gun over the sounds of the barbeque. This is it.
Zak stood, bumping into Luca again. Either he or Luca needed to figure out what to do quickly. The short walk to the field wasn’t going to take long.
* * * *
Luca kept looking back and forth between Zak and Logan. He hoped Luca figured out something wasn’t right. Zak was relieved to see Luca moving so carefully and eyeing Logan.
The only option Zak could come up with was getting Logan away from the others and taking him down instead of Luca. Zak wouldn’t kill him but he was sure as hell going to make sure that Logan didn’t hurt Luca.
He might be able to keep his cover if he went along with the mission but that wasn’t as important as Luca’s life.
“So what are we really doing out here?” Luca directed his question to Logan.
“Need to have a private conversation,” Logan replied.
“Private?” Luca asked before humming.
They were far enough away that Zak couldn’t hear the others around the barbeque
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