Liam.”
Liam came at him again, relentless, getting in several good hits, but Shane was okay with that. If Liam was going to play hard, then so was Shane. They got at it, pummeling the hell out of each other. It was fast and furious, with fists and feet flying, not to mention a whole lot of sweat and a few splatters of blood, especially when the edge of Shane’s bare foot connected with Liam’s mouth. They took turns knocking each other to the mat.
“Are you two trying to kill each other?” Jake asked, as he stepped up to the edge of the ring.
Both brothers were panting from the exertion, drenched with sweat and not a little bit of blood. Liam looked like he’d have a black eye, and Shane was definitely favoring his right leg.
“Nah, we’re just having fun,” Liam gasped, as he drove his foot into Shane’s right kidney.
Shane hit the mat, using his inertia to roll right back up onto his feet. He drove his foot into Liam’s side, knocking Liam down and following up with a head lock.
“Want to join us?” Shane said, breathing hard. He released his hold on Liam and jumped back to avoid retaliation.
“No, thanks,” Jake said. “I’d rather not piss blood for a week.”
After a solid hour of merciless pounding, Shane and Liam called it a draw and headed to the locker room for showers.
As the two men were getting dressed, Shane looked at Liam. “At some point, I want you to give Beth Jamison some basic self-defense lessons.”
Liam’s brow arched. “Seriously?”
“Yeah. She’s completely defenseless. She needs to learn situational awareness and some basic defensive moves, at least enough to stall an attacker.”
Liam shrugged. “Sure, no problem. Let me know when.”
Jake poked his head through the locker room doorway. “We’ve got company. Tyler’s downstairs, asking to come up.”
“Oh, there’s a surprise,” Liam said, pulling on his jeans.
“Send the elevator down for him,” Shane said. “I’ll be right out.”
Shane was surprised it had taken Tyler this long to come to the apartment. He knew Tyler’s curt response on the phone wasn’t the end of it. Tyler could hardly speak to Shane about Kline in front of Beth. Now was when the arguing would begin.
He pulled on sweats and a t-shirt and headed to the foyer to meet Tyler.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Tyler stepped out and glared at Shane. “I want that fucker behind bars!”
“So do I,” Shane said.
Tyler followed Shane through the foyer doors into the apartment.
“I can’t believe they let him out!” Tyler said. “What the hell were they thinking? He’s no longer a threat to society, my ass!”
Shane shook his head. “Believe me, Detective, when we find something we can use to take him down, we’ll let you know.”
Shane walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. “Want something?”
“Yes. Beer,” Tyler said.
Shane tossed a bottle of beer to Tyler and grabbed a sports drink for himself.
Jake and Liam walked into the kitchen.
“The IT report on the library PC just came through,” Jake said, handing a sheet of paper to Shane.
Shane skimmed the report quickly, his expression grim.
“Let me see that,” Tyler said, grabbing it from Shane. Tyler scanned the report and blanched. “God damn it,” he said, looking a little pale. “He’s really looking for her.”
Tyler handed the report back to Shane. “I was hoping he’d forgotten about Beth. He’s a pedophile, and she’s not a kid any longer.”
“Yeah, but she’s the one that got away,” Shane said, hating the words as soon as they came out of his mouth. “He probably blames her for the past 18 years he spent locked away.”
“What can we do?” Tyler said, dropping onto of the barstools. He took a long pull on his beer. As the reality of the situation hit him, he seemed a little lost.
“I have covert surveillance on her 24/7,” Shane said. “But I want to escalate that to close personal protection.”
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