back in the other direction, and catching the smile Alinna shot him.
* * *
Pulling inside the Starbucks parking lot fifteen minutes later, Dante found an open parking spot, and then both he and Alinna climbed out of the truck.
Heading towards the front entrance just as the door swung open, Alinna saw Miguel walk out of the Starbucks with a huge smile on his face as he headed directly at her.
“My sweetie…”
Upon seeing Dante when he stepped over the front of her just as Miguel walked directly into him, Alinna never had the chance to say anything and never would have. Dante kicked out Miguel’s left leg as he grabbed and twisted his left arm behind his back as Miguel dropped to his left knee.
“What the fuck!” Miguel yelled in pain, reaching for his right side arm at his only to feel the barrel of a gun pressed to the side of his head.
“Dante, it’s alright,” Alinna spoke up with a small smile on her lips. “This the friend I told you about.”
Dante released Alinna’s heavyset Spanish friend who slowly stood to his feet and rubbed his arm while staring at him. Dante stuck his burner back inside the front of his jeans as Miguel spoke directly to Alinna. “You called this guy, Dante? As in the same Dante who got half the drug dealers in the city scared shitless?”
Nodding her head still smiling, Alinna introduced the two. “Sergeant Miguel Ruiz, meet my boyfriend Dante.”
“Your boy…” Miguel stated, looking from Alinna to Dante then back to Alinna. “But you sell drugs and he’s a jack boy. How can …”
“Aren’t we here to meet someone about business or were there other reasons we drove way out here?” Dante asked, cutting Miguel off.
Staring at Dante briefly and slowly shaking his head, Miguel looked over to Alinna and shook his head again as he turned and began walking back towards the coffee shop entrance.
“Your boyfriend, huh?” Dante asked, looking over to Alinna as they followed behind Miguel.
“Don’t read too much into it,” Alinna told him, smirking at Dante as she stepped inside the Starbucks behind Miguel with Dante following behind her.
Following Miguel over to the table at the back corner of the Starbucks where a young Spanish man sat talking on a cell phone, Alinna stood beside Miguel in front of the guy’s table noticing Miguel walking around with a confused look upon his face.
“You must be Rodriguez?” the guy spoke up, laying his cell phone down onto the tables standing up.
“And you are?” Alinna asked, taking the guy’s hand and shaking it.
“Mario Sanchez, meet Alinna Rodriguez,” Miguel introduced, finally getting into the conversation.
“You’re not what I expected,” Mario told her, pulling out a chair for her as he slowly looked her over with a small smile.
“I’m not sure what you were expecting,” Alinna replied as she sat down in the seat that was offered to her. Ignoring the way Sanchez was looking her.
“I’m just really surprised at how beautiful you are.”
“Sanchez, look kid,” Miguel interrupted getting Mario’s attention. “Let’s just stick to business. You really don’t want to go there with Alinna, trust my words on that.”
Looking back to Alinna and seeing the small smile on her sexy pouty full lips, Mario decided to wait his time out changing the subject by saying, “So you’re looking to connect with Mr. Geovani are you?”
“I’ll be honest with you, Ms. Rodriguez; this type of business isn’t really a business for a woman. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that you’re not able to handle yourself, but what I am saying is that Mr. Geovani is very … how can I put this? Mr. Geovani does not trust his time or his business with just any and every one.”
“So basically what you’re telling me is that me doing some begging for you for Mr. Geovani to even consider having a sit down with you,” Mario explained and then gave a smirk while adding, “However, I am willing to do what I must for