Chapter 11

“Don’t you have a man to see about a job, sis, or you gonna pester me the whole way to getting my morning coffee?”

“I know you know his identity, Mickey. You know his haunts, his routine. The way you cased this place before we came in, I bet you chose this particular coffee shop on the off chance of seeing him again.”

Danny’s gut twisted like he’d been punched. He was lucky Cho hadn’t spotted him. He also realized that Lucy didn’t know his identity; Cho hadn’t told her. But her teasing wasn’t merely empty jokes. Cho’s reactions made it clear that she knew exactly what buttons she was pressing.

“When’s the last time you got laid anyway?”

“Can we drop this?” Cho grit out. “Do I look like I’m retiring any time soon? Our electricfriend wouldn’t stoop to fraternizing with someone like me even if he does think I have a soft spot for this city.”

“You do have a soft spot for this city. And for him.”

“Lucy…”