Fiona and the Fixer (The Hitman and the Fixer #2)

Chapter 51

51

FIONA

Maybe it was because I was now hyper-focused on Dax.

Maybe it was because he’d texted Jack and Hannah and they were bringing donuts to the house. I loved a good donut.

Either way, I didn’t hear the pickle people in my house before we went inside. Or, because they were sitting at the kitchen island eating Dottie’s leftover spaghetti and meat sauce. It was hard for them to talk with their mouths full.

All I could think of when they stood, picked up the guns they had resting on the countertop and aimed them at us was that this vacation rental had shit locks.