16
BROOKLYN
Camden started for the stairs, but I hung back with my brother. “Are you on duty tonight?”
He nodded. “Yep, which means I probably need to keep up before lover boy disappears.”
“Do me a favor,” I said. “Stay back just a little bit. I’ve got him right now.”
“B, what are you doing?”
We trudged up the steps and I watched Camden leave the bar, but not before hooking a glance over his shoulder. He knew what he was doing. “I need to talk to him without having a tail. I’ll text you when I’m done.”
“Okay, but be quick.”
“Dammit. It’s best I don’t mix business with . . .” I stopped mid-sentence and bit my lip.
“Mix what?” he asked. “Business with pleasure?”
I shrugged and let out a sigh. “He’s not as bad as I thought he was going to be. Everything I’ve read about him doesn’t s
