He and Onyx exchanged a few words before Dutch pulled away from the dock seconds after Onyx had gotten out.
“Hold up,” Onyx hollered at her when Malin turned back up the trail.
She stopped and waited. There was no reason for her to be as nasty to Onyx as she was to Dutch. Not that she had any right to do that either.
“Is he coming back?” she asked when he got closer to her.
“I don’t know.”
“Did he say why he’s leaving?”
“Nope, but Dutch doesn’t ask for anything he doesn’t need, so if he needed to get off this island less than eight hours after arriving, I gotta think something serious happened.”
“I asked if he was going to kill me after he got the information he wanted out of me.”
“Seriously? I mean, were you serious?”
“At the time.”
Onyx whistled and shook his head. “Damn, Malin. Were you tryin’ to rip the guy’s heart out?”
Interesting choice of words on Onyx’s part because, maybe, that was exactly what she’d been trying to do. Tit for tat as it were. Instead of an eye for an eye, a heart for a heart.
“Are you staying?” she asked when they got up to the house.
“Do you think Dutch would let me leave you here on your own?”
“We could both leave.”
Onyx eyed the bottle of bourbon and the broken glass on the counter. She’d raced after Dutch so fast she hadn’t realized it broke when he slammed it down.
He opened cupboards until he found two more. “I prefer it on the rocks. You?” he asked.
“Neat, thanks.”
Onyx poured two fingers and handed her the glass before he put ice in his and repeated the gesture.
He motioned for her to follow him out to the deck, and pulled a chair out for her.
“Why don’t you tell me what happened between you and him?” he asked once they were both seated.
“It’s a short story.”
“Good, then we can get on to the next one faster.”
“Do I really need to say it? Doesn’t everyone affiliated with K19 already know?”
“Do I strike you as the kind of man who would bother asking a question I already know the answer to?”
Malin shrunk down a little bit, if only in her head. Onyx was pretty damn intimidating when he puffed himself up like that. “No,” she murmured in response.
“Now, tell me what happened.”
“Alegria called, and he went running to her.”
Onyx nodded. “That’s the short version. Now tell me the long one.”
“Why would I do that?”