going to so much trouble to look pretty? She wasn’t a teenager in the throes of her first love, but she certainly was acting like one.
My God, was she falling in love with him? The possibility sent chills down her spine. When his job was over, he would leave.
'This is nuts,' she whispered as she slammed the brush down on the counter. She had a stupid crush on her big brother’s friend. That was all there was to it.
Her ego took a real beating when Nick entered the room. He barely noticed her. After giving her one quick once-over-probably making sure her shoes were on the right feet-he told her Pete was on the phone, and when Joe finished talking to him, Pete wanted to speak to her. Nick’s voice sounded strained, and she wondered why he seemed so preoccupied.
He was looking over her head. 'Nothing important,' he said. 'He just wants to hear how you’re doing.'
Nick got a whiff of her perfume as he passed her on his way to the bathroom. He pretended not to notice, just as he’d pretended not to notice how incredibly sexy she looked in that tight black dress. Until he closed the door. Then he leaned against it, bowed his head, and whispered, 'Damn, am I in trouble.'
They were fifteen minutes late picking up Noah and Tommy. Nick drove the car up the back driveway behind the abbey and pulled up to the steps. He and Laurant were getting out when Tommy appeared in the doorway and came running down the steps. Noah was nowhere in sight.
He hugged Laurant. 'You okay?'
'I’m fine,' she assured him.
'Get back in the car.' He let go of her, opened the door, and tried to shove her inside, his anxiety apparent. 'Nick, this is a bad idea.'
'Where’s Noah?' Nick asked. He waited until Tommy had gotten into the backseat, then slid in behind the wheel again.
'He’s coming,' Tommy said. 'Why don’t we get carryout and go to Laurant’s house and eat. I don’t like the idea of her being out in public. It’s dangerous.'
She turned in the seat so she could see his face. 'Tommy, I can’t stay locked in the house.'
'I don’t see why not.'
'The plan is to be seen, remember?'
'I know what the plan is,' he snapped. 'Incite the madman to come after you.'
'He’s going to come after her,' Nick said quietly. 'But we’d like it to happen sooner rather than later. We’ll be ready for him.'
'Like I said, this is a bad plan. Things can go wrong-' Laurant interrupted him. 'Did you know there are agents watching us right now?' She didn’t know if that were true or not. She was trying to calm her brother.
'Where are they?' he asked, craning his neck to look out the back window.
'You aren’t supposed to see them,' she said, sounding like an authority.
Tommy seemed to relax a little then. 'Yeah, okay. Ah, heck. I forgot my wallet.'
'You’re not supposed to say that until the check comes,' Nick joked.
'I’ll just be a minute.'
Laurant watched her brother run up the steps and go back inside. 'He’s more nervous than he was in Kansas City.'
'It’s understandable.'
Tommy came back outside a minute later and took the steps two at a time with his long stride. Noah was hot on his tail. It was then that Nick and Laurant saw what Noah was wearing. Nick started laughing first, but Laurant quickly joined in.
Noah was dressed like a priest in a black suit, black clerical shirt, and a white Roman collar.
'He’s gonna go straight to hell,' Nick said.
She had to look away so she could stop laughing. 'Do you think he’s wearing a gun?' she asked.
'He has to carry a gun,' Nick said.
'All the time?'
'All the time,' he answered.
Noah didn’t bother with a greeting. He was determined to make Tommy agree with him on a subject the two of them had obviously been arguing about.
'I’m telling you, it isn’t normal.'
'Maybe not for you,' Tommy answered.
Noah snorted. 'Not for any man.'
Nick guessed what they were quarreling about. 'Celibacy, right?'
'Yeah,' Noah answered. 'A priest never getting to have sex… that’s just not right.'
Nick laughed. Tommy shook his head and then tried to change the subject. 'Where are we eating?'
Noah wouldn’t let the matter go. He couldn’t seem to get past the celibacy rule. 'It’s just not healthy,' he said. 'You don’t even notice all those women coming on to you. Do you?'
Tommy’s patience was wearing thin. 'Yes, I notice,' he said. 'And I ignore them.'
'That’s what I mean. It’s just not-'
Tommy cut him off. 'Yeah, I know. It’s just not normal. Now let it go, Noah.'
Noah decided to accommodate him. 'Damn, you smell good, Laurant. Or is that you, Nick?' he joked.
Before either one of them could answer, Noah said, 'Have you noticed the ungodly number of vans in this town? Hell, they’re everywhere. I figure Wesson’s running the plates. He is, isn’t he?'
The question broke the carefree mood and the conversation became serious.
'I called him earlier to find out if he had any news. I figured he had run the plates on the cars of the workmen on Laurant’s block, but Wesson wouldn’t tell me anything.'
'What did he say?'
'’I’m doing my job.’ That’s a quote.'
Noah sighed. 'So, we’re the hired guns, is that it? He’s gonna keep us out in the cold.'
'It looks that way.'
'The hell with that. I’m not going to work blindfolded.'
Tommy began to grill Nick with questions and suggestions, and by the time they parked in the back of the Rosebriar Restaurant, Laurant had lost her appetite.
Noah grabbed Tommy’s arm when he tried to get out of the car. 'Listen up, priest. You stay close. You go running off again, and I’ll shoot you myself.'
'Yes, all right. It won’t happen again.'
Noah smiled, his good mood restored. Tommy got out of the car and opened Laurant’s door for her. She swung her legs out and stood, self-consciously tugging on her skirt.
Noah let out a low whistle of appreciation. 'You’ve got a beautiful sister, Tom.'
'It’s inappropriate for priests to whistle at pretty women.'
Noah glanced at Nick. 'It’s been nonstop criticism since I put on this collar. I’m trying to be patient and helpful, but he’s making it tough.'
Tommy walked ahead with Laurant, his head bent down toward hers as they talked, and Nick fell into step beside Noah.
'Helpful in what way?' he asked.
Noah shrugged. 'I offered to hear confession for one of the other priests, but Tom got all bent out of shape and wouldn’t let me.'
Tommy heard the comment and glanced back. 'Of course I wouldn’t let you.'
'Your friend takes this priest stuff seriously.'
'All priests are supposed to take their job seriously,' Nick said. 'I should have warned Tommy about your warped sense of humor.'
'He’s easy to rattle.'
'That’s because you know what buttons to push.'
'What about Laurant?'
'What about her?'
Noah winked. 'Have you been pushing any of her buttons? I noticed the way you’ve been looking at
