Chapter 90

“You’re a sweetheart.” He leaned over and kissed me. “Thanks, babe.”

I cleared my throat and squeezed his hand. “I love you so much, Wills.”

A flush stained his cheekbones, and he brought my hand to his mouth. “Let’s get this finished and…” The door chimes sounded. “Who the fuck…? I’ll get it.”

“I’ll come with you. I could use a break.”

He went into the bedroom and got his gun. “Just stay behind me.”

“Wills?”

“No one has the key to the front door, and the ladies downstairs would call first.” He squinted through the peephole, then placed his gun on the console table. “It’s Mr. Vincent.” He opened the door.

“Vince. I wasn’t expecting to see you. Would you like a cup of coffee and some baklava?”

“Thanks. You make good coffee, Theo.”

“I’ll get another cup.”

“His baklava is good too.”