I added a couple of slices of lemon to the tea before passing it over to Bria. She took a few long drinks before setting the glass aside, reaching into the back pocket of her jeans, and coming up with a small square cream-colored envelope. She put the envelope down on the counter and carefully slid it over to me.
"Callie sent me a wedding invitation," Bria said in a quiet voice. "I just got it today. I thought you might want to see it. She put a note in there, inviting you to come to the wedding if you wanted to. "
I'd thought about Callie a lot over the past two weeks and even more about Donovan. I'd wondered if the detective would go through with the wedding, but given the invitation, it looked like he intended to after all. I knew that in his own way, Donovan had made a promise to Callie when he'd given her that engagement ring, and he wanted to keep it. He wouldn't want to embarrass her by backing out now, no matter how he really felt about her - or me.
Still, I thought they'd be happy together. Callie adored the detective, and she was just the kind of woman Donovan really wanted to be with, deep down. Smart, sweet, pretty, charming, and a great cook. They'd find a way to make it work. Whatever lingering feelings Donovan might have for me would fade in time, and he'd eventually be glad I'd turned him down in the Sea Breeze, because he'd have exactly the kind of life that he wanted - and so would I.
"I don't need to see the invitation," I said, pushing the envelope back across the counter to her. "But you can tell Callie that I hope that she has a great life with Donovan. I really mean that. "
"I know you do. "
Bria slipped the invitation back into her pocket. She sat at the counter and sipped her tea, and the two of us talked back and forth while I wiped down the counter.
"You want to head over to Northern Aggression and get a drink after I close up the restaurant for the night?" I asked. "Just the two of us?"
She shook her head. "Sorry, but I can't. I'm supposed to meet Finn for an early supper over at Underwood's. But how about a rain check? Maybe tomorrow night?"
"I'd like that. "
Bria smiled. "Me too. "
My sister's smiles came easier and lasted longer these days. The tension and anger in her had eased as well, and her eyes weren't quite as dark and haunted as they had been before. She was slowly getting over the torture she'd suffered because of Mab, just like I was coping with what Dekes had done to me. Together, we were helping each other heal and move on with our lives.
That isn't to say it was all smooth sailing. After all, I was still an assassin, and Bria was still a cop. The push and pull between our two chosen professions would always be there, but there was more to us than that now. There was more to our relationship than that now. We were starting to become real friends, in addition to being sisters.
Still, I knew that no matter what happened in the future, no matter what challenges we faced, we would do so together.
And that was all that really mattered.
Eventually, Bria polished off the rest of her sweet tea and headed out to meet Finn for dinner, promising to call me tomorrow. Thirty minutes passed with no new customers coming in the door, so Sophia and I started closing down the Pork Pit for the night while we waited for the few folks left inside to finish up their meals and leave. After we turned off all the appliances, I grabbed the last of the day's trash bags and stepped out into the alley behind the restaurant.
The darkness greeted me like an old friend, as did the rest of the sights. The oil and grease on the pavement, the crack in the wall opposite the Pork Pit, the soft, slow murmurs of the bricks.
The two guys in the shadows waiting to get the jump on me.
Nope, things hadn't changed much since I'd been back in Ashland. The underworld was still in turmoil, which meant that the lowlifes were still gunning for me, still coming around the restaurant in hopes of taking out the Spider. I'd seen a few of them hanging around the Pit, looking at me with cold, calculating eyes, but no one had tried to kill me - until now. I was mildly surprised that it had taken them this long to start up again.
I threw the trash bags into one of the Dumpsters, then turned to see exactly who was lurking around tonight.
"Y'all might as well come on out," I said. "I know you're there. I can smell you. "
"Smell me? But I just took a shower this morning!" an indignant voice drifted out of the shadows.
There was a loud sound, like someone was getting smacked upside the head. Then another voice let out a low mutter.
"Shut up, idiot. "
My thoughts exactly.
But the two men knew their cover was blown, so they stepped out from behind the Dumpster at the far end of the alley. I recognized them immediately, and it was deja vu all over again.
It was Billy and Bobby, the giant and the Fire elemental who'd jumped me the night Finn had said I needed a vacation. Apparently they hadn't learned anything from the previous ass-kicking I'd given them. Some people just never did, like Jonah McAllister.
Through the grapevine and his many spies, Finn had heard that the slick lawyer was deeply, deeply disappointed that I'd made it back to Ashland in one piece. Apparently, after he'd attacked me that first night in his library, Dekes had called McAllister to brag about how easily he'd killed me. That had gotten Jonah's hopes up - hopes that I'd dashed as soon as he'd learned Dekes was really dead instead of me. I had no doubt that McAllister was already cooking up another scheme he hoped would lead to my death, but it was the lawyer's days that were numbered - not mine.
The two guys stepped forward and cracked their knuckles, evil grins spreading across their faces. Nope, looked like they hadn't learned a thing last time - or they wouldn't be stupid enough to be standing in the alley with me right now.
"Surrender now, Spider," Billy the giant said. "And we might just go easy on you. "