The rustic décor didn’t quite suit the elegant menu but Levi wasn’t complaining. Amazing smells emanated from the rear kitchen. More importantly Jazz had announced that Alayna would arrive at any moment. The door to the private dining room was flanked by members of Alayna’s security team, two inside, two out. Jazz sat at one end of the long dining table. Levi and Casey had taken seats opposite each other near the end reserved for Alayna. Four male companions, more security, Levi suspected, had joined them at the table. The men had lots of muscle and familiar bulges beneath their jackets. Weapons, obviously. Levi and Casey’s guns had been taken at the door, as had their cell phones. Levi didn’t know about Casey, but he’d initiated the lock on his. If anyone attempted to break the pass code to his phone, the stored information would be deleted. The phone Levi could do without; the weapon was another story. He didn’t like that naked feeling. Particularly when surrounded by an armed detail.
