Kieran growled into the phone. “I do not need you to come up here and keep an eye on me.” “I didn’t say keep an eye on you. I just thought you might want some company,” Remy argued. “I don’t,” Kieran said firmly. “Yeah right.” Remy snorted. “That’s why you went hunting earlier?” Kieran didn’t know who Remy had heard that from but he’d put his money on Lettie. The woman never had learned to mind her own business. He’d call her on it but Lettie would just cluck at him and probably wouldn’t let him play with her newest toys if he pissed her off too much. “I was just in the neighborhood. Now I’m back at my hotel and getting into the shower.” That was sort of the truth. He’d gone straight back to the room he’d gotten when he’d arrived in town but he’d quickly packed his things and sneaked out. His hotel had been off Strip but he’d decided it would be better to hide in plain sight. He’d moved to a better-known place right in the middle of the action.
