Otherwise, the plan was solid, with only a few minor loose ends. Zoey Cortez wasn’t his chief concern, though. If Ben Mercy wanted to chase after the hot, little dark-skinned beauty, that was his choice. Wolf thought she came with way too much baggage. But she’d distract Ben, which would assure Wolf that anything he uncovered leading to the Mulligan Stew assassin would be a fresh lead. Wolf much preferred Ben taking Angel’s car and leaving with Zoey. Wolf would stay here. He’d already confirmed Angel had the only bookstore in Zounds. If he stayed the night, hung around some tomorrow, he might get a good feel for the citizens of this town. Who knew what one of them might say? It sure as hell beat driving aimlessly around the town and surrounding area, wasting his gas, when he didn’t know what the assassin even looked like. They’d barely made it to the top of the stairs, with Wolf following Angel and getting one hell of a nice view of her swaying ass, when someone pounded on the front door of the shop downstairs.
