A Little Something Extra

Kirsty let out a sigh. “I don’t care what she thinks, but we aren’t calling our daughter Betty. We can get a dog and name it after her. A Doberman. One that drools.”

Lake chuckled. “Come on, let’s get out of here and get on the road.”

“You’re right, we need to get g

oing,” Kirsty said as he stood and tugged her to her feet. “It’s a long drive to Glasgow.”

“It’s an even longer flight to China,” Lake said.

“I can’t wait,” Kirsty whispered as they walked out into Invertary’s main street.

Aunty Megan Saves the Day

This story takes place after Relentless and before Rage.

Megan hung up after the call from her mother and promptly sent a text to every member of Benson Security’s Scottish office.

Code Green, was all it said.

She raced down the stairs of the house she’d grown up in, grabbed the go-bag she’d stashed in the closet beside the front door when she’d arrived from London, and ran outside. Slamming the door behind her.

“Hey,” Dimitri called from where he was clearing out a lifetime’s worth of ‘man-junk’ from her dad’s garage. “What’s the rush?”

“Code Green,” she said as she yanked open the door to their SUV.

Dimitri stopped wrapping the cord around the third sander he’d found, tossed it on the bench and jogged toward her. “I’ll drive.”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m faster.”

“I’m safer.”

“We don’t need safe. We need fast.”

“Did you text your brother?” he asked as he blocked her from climbing into the car.

“Aye.”

“Then we’ll have a police escort, and we’ll go fast. Fast but safe—so long as you aren’t driving. Get your ass in the passenger seat, Buffy. Time’s a wasting.”

With a huff and a frown, she stomped around the car. “You have one little car crash, and you’re branded for life,” she muttered.

“One?” Dimitri arched an eyebrow at her, his eyes glittering with amusement.

“Or two,” she conceded. Did a crash count if she wasn’t the one who’d been injured? “Maybe three, if you count the time we ran Grunt off the road.”

“Everybody counts that time.” Dimitri put the SUV in gear and headed for the main road out of town.

The sun shone over Invertary, warming the gray stone walls of the houses dotting the hills around the loch. At the bottom of the High Street, the blue waters glistened in the afternoon sun. Home. Even though she now lived in London and traveled all over the world with her job, the tiny Scottish town would always be home to Megan.

“We could always move here,” Dimitri said softly. “Transfer to the Scottish office.”

She shook her head. “My feet are too itchy for that. I like the international jobs the London office pulls in. Plus, big brother’s here, and there’s no way he’d let me work as a security specialist without interfering. Then I’d have to kill him, and that would upset Jena.”

“Just Jena?” His lips twitched. “Not your mom?”

“Mum’s been expecting it for years. It’s only a matter of time before Claire or I snap and off him.” She cast him a wry look. “You try growing up in a town where your brother’s the only cop. Talk about a killjoy.” Blue flashing lights up ahead caught her eye. “Speak of the devil.”

Dimitri signaled and maneuvered their SUV in behind Matt’s police car. And he wasn’t the only one. Megan twisted in her seat and spied Lake Benson driving the car behind them, sitting beside him was Joe Barone—her brother-in-law’s best friend.