Free Savannah's Curse by Shelia M. Goss Page B

possible.”
    â€œFigures. Let me talk to Savannah,” he said, dismissing Montana, but not trying to sound annoyed.
    Savannah said, “You got more out of her than I did.”
    â€œLook, Savannah. When he asks, because he will ask, tell him I stopped by because I was feeling nostalgic about Major. I just happened to be there when the burglars came.”
    â€œSounds like a feasible story to me.”
    â€œI got to make a call.”
    He dreaded dialing the numbers, but it was best that he got it over with. “May I speak with Commander Steel, please? This is Relentless.”
    â€œWhat’s the word?”
    Troy wasn’t up on the new password. He had to think on his feet. “I’m a former op. I’m returning his call.”
    â€œHold, please.”
    Steel immediately went into a rant. “If one hair gets hurt on my girls’ heads, your head is mine.”
    â€œHello to you too.” Troy twirled his chair around to face the window.
    â€œTrouble follows you wherever you go, and from what Montana told me, it followed you to Savannah’s. Stay away from her, and I mean it.”
    â€œSir, I apologize if someone was following me. I have it under control and promise you that nothing will happen to her.”
    â€œExactly. As of today all communication between her and you will cease.”
    â€œSir, I mean no disrespect, but who I talk to on my own time is none of your business.”
    â€œIt might not be, but Savannah is. She’s like a daughter to me and I’ll be damned if I let your line of work be the cause of her death, like Major’s.”
    â€œSpeaking of Major, have you gotten close to finding his killer?” Troy asked.
    â€œNo, I have no leads.”
    Troy thought it was odd that he didn’t stay on top of his best friend’s murder. He made a mental note about it. “It still tears me up that he was taken out like that,” Troy said.
    â€œLet me worry about that. You just worry about your security firm, and leave everything else to us.”
    â€œSo you think his death is related to one of his previous assignments?”
    â€œIf I did know, I wouldn’t tell you. If I didn’t know any better, I would think you’re up to more than what you’re letting on.”
    â€œSir, I’m just following up. My clients keep me busy, believe that.”
    â€œIf there’s nothing else, Relentless, I hope not to talk with you again.”
    When the phone clicked, Troy said, “I hope not either.”

12
    â€œIt’s done,” Asia said, walking into the living room, where Savannah and Montana were sitting. Asia sat down on the floor near the coffee table. “Sorry, it took so long, but I had to make sure I didn’t accidentally erase the contents.”
    Savannah placed the newspaper down. “I’ll give Troy the original tomorrow.”
    â€œSpeaking of Troy, don’t you think he’s fine with a capital F?” Asia asked.
    Savannah responded, “He’s all right.”
    â€œAll right. Girl, you would have to be blind not to see how fine he is,” Montana added.
    â€œIf you think that, go for it,” Savannah responded, picking up the newspaper to hide her face.
    Montana reached over and pulled down the paper. “Now, you know the golden rule is never to go after the man one of your sisters has an interest in.”
    Savannah put down the paper again and faced Asia. “I didn’t know you were interested in Troy.”
    Asia threw a pillow at her. “Don’t even try to play us. We see the looks.”
    Savannah feigned innocence. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    The doorbell rang and interrupted the conversation. All made sure they would be ready just in case it was trouble at the door. Savannah looked through the peephole and said, “It’s Uncle Raymond.”
    Montana frowned. “Sorry.”
    â€œLet me do