“How did you find out he went there?”
“Taylor.”
“Taylor?” She sighed deeply and grabbed a handful of his shirtfront. “I asked you not to do that.” Her voice so quiet, but deadly.
She paced away from him and came back. “Don’t regs mean anything to you? You’re in the Navy. I can’t believe this.”
He grabbed her upper arms and halted her words. “I don’t have time for this. They’re going to kill David.”
“Who?”
“Either the two guys Taylor sent to Tahoe or a client named Jimmy Lee Moran who knows that David has double-crossed Taylor. When David rendezvouses with them, they’re going to kill him and take the guns.”
“How long do we have?”
“Until tomorrow.”
“Sienna?”
The sound of Michelle’s voice drew Sienna’s attention away from A.J. “Michelle? What are you doing here?”
“You had a fitting thirty minutes ago.”
“Oh, God, Michelle. I’m sorry.”
“If we go right now, the fitter said she could work you in.”
“I can’t go now.”
“Why is it always the same old answer with you? Your job. It always comes first. Don’t bother to get fitted. Don’t bother to come at all.”
“Michelle…”
Sienna ran her hands through her hair as Michelle turned on her heel and walked away.
“Sienna, I’m sorry,” A.J. offered.
Sienna couldn’t acknowledge the pain she was feeling. A man’s life was hanging in the balance; she couldn’t worry about her sister. “I’ll get in contact with the Tahoe police.”
“No.”
“What do you mean?”
“We have to go.”
“To Tahoe?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t have jurisdiction in Tahoe.”
“Don’t get the police involved, Sienna. Let me talk to him. I know I can get him to surrender.”
“It’s not the correct procedure, A.J.”
“Damn the procedure, this is David’s life I’m talking about. He’ll fight. Please, Sienna. I’m begging you.”
“The captain won’t approve it.”