emotions surging through him as he watched her straighten her shoulders and lift her chin.
“I’m the caterer. I’ve been running my own business for almost a year now, Uncle Chad.”
“Your father has never mentioned it,” Galvin said.
“No—”
“Wait,” Galvin interrupted and turned to Nik. “Are you telling me this is the caterer who can identify the man who shot the priest?”
“The one and only,” Nik said.
“She’ll need protection,” Galvin instructed Parker. “I want you to put your best man on her twenty-four-seven. That’s what her father will demand when I talk to him.”
“You’re looking at my best man.” Parker jerked his head toward Nik.
“Him?” Galvin and J.C. spoke in unison.
“The one and only,” Parker replied.
Galvin looked Nik up and down. Then he slowly smiled. “Well, I guess if he managed to handcuff her to a radiator, he can handle her.”
Nik met Parker’s eyes. “Sir, this is my case. And you want me to babysit her?”
“You’ve got your assignment, Angelis. I’ll handle the case personally. Your job is to stick to Ms. Riley like glue until we can wrap this up.”
Shit, Nike thought as he looked at J.C. And if he read her expression right, she was thinking the same thing. This was not only the case of the century, it was one that involved someone close to his family—and he had to babysit the mayor’s daughter.
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