Leo Dooley Now Novels & Stories

The memory of her gentle touch makes my skin tingle. "Fuck," I mutter, running my fingers through my tangled hair. My mind drifts to the Dos Banditos. Three of their guys bleeding out in that alley sent a pretty clear message. They've backed off since then, but for how long? The quiet makes me more nervous than the fighting. I grab a fresh white t-shirt and head back down to the garage. Connell has suckered me into some shit today. I don't have anything better to do. While I'm dicking off, rearranging my tools, I catch a glimpse of Dolores through the window as she coordinates with the construction crew. Her dark hair catches the sunlight as she gestures at blueprints, explaining exactly how

Dr Cullen beamed at Leo, stretching his hands forward to motion him to a sit. His face looked dry as if the blood there have been drained out of it. Leo smiled broadly and sat down. Around here, he was addressed as the CEO of Daktec facility. Although, rumors have been going round that he has a superior he is working for but no one ever dared to approach him on that before. "Thank you Dr Cullens, how do you do?" he asked "Never been better!" Replied Dr. Cullens, breaking into a hard dry laughter.

“Send him in.” Doyle strode in like a man who’d already won, his usual smugness rose up to unbearable levels. His tie was loosened, his cheeks were flushed, and there was a glint in his eyes that screamed victory. “Evelyn,” he said, dropping into the chair across from me without waiting for an invitation. “Today’s the day.” I arched my brow. “Is it?” “Oh, come on.” He laughed, running a hand through his already disheveled hair. “Don’t play coy. Adrian’s little empire is about to crumble. By this time tomorrow, he’ll be in Berlin, scrambling to pick up the pieces while we—”

He told me that he had, instead, made himself a variable in Doyle’s investigation — had stood on the sidewalk of my building two nights ago and let Doyle photograph him — and that he was, this week, going to do one more thing about Doyle that I would, when he explained it, have to decide whether to permit him to do. I said: “Which is.” He said: “I am going to invite Eddie Doyle to lunch.” I looked at him for a long moment. He said: “Doyle is a man who can be reasoned with. Doyle does not want to put a tech CEO in federal court — Doyle wants to know what happened to Derek Calloway. If I give Doyle a version of the truth he can close his case on, and if I do so in a way that protects you and y

I say, my voice flat, "would you know anything about that." "Because I still have friends inside Cross Enterprises' security division," Leo says. "People who talk to me because they don't know yet that I'm not exactly welcome in your life anymore. One of them mentioned Doyle authorized a watch order on a residential address two weeks ago. I didn't think much of it until I heard whose sister lived there." "Convenient timing," I say. "You showing up right when I've started asking the same questions." "I'm not the one who authorized it, Elena."

Leo is not a push over. "No"

Still, I didn't need anyone pointing out the hotness of my ex-boyfriend as the camera panned in on him along the sidelines. "That's Leo Taylor, who's a local Delaware Valley boy." The announcer paused a beat as I watched Leo swipe one hand over his wet hair. He glanced down the field, his face intent on what was going on with his team, and I drank in every nuance like a woman dying of thirst. It had been so many weeks-months-since I'd seen Leo in the grocery store on the Fourth of July. I hadn't realized how much I missed him until I'd seen him now. Longing thumped in my heart.

“Yes they have and how is everything in the main house now, is Nola still giving plenty of issues?” “Well yes but not as much as before.” “Hmm okay and about Leo blade have you heard any news relating to him and the guys we sent that party day ?” I asked. “Well surprisingly he has been quite a lot these days, some info tells me he might not even be in London right now,” she responded. “Well where is he then?” “ That we don't know yet.” “Well get our guys on it and find out what that old man is planning, I definitely do not need him running around right now,” I said in a stern voice.

‘That went south fast,’ he thought to himself. “Andrea you remember Lee from school, he’s a lawyer now and handles all our legal affairs, both personal and for the business.” “Will it be weird if I ask what bra you’re wearing today?” Kelley laughed first followed closely by Connor. Andrea blushed slightly and laughed too as Mason swore at Lee, mumbling words like grave and shallow. “Hi, Lee, and I’m sorry you walked in on that.” “I’m sorry, my sense of humour is out of whack, always has been.”

“He already seems fairly energetic.” “You have no idea.” Leo had already climbed back onto the stool, powdered sugar dusting his fingers as he took a large bite. He spoke through a mouthful of donut. “So… where’s the robot dog?” Dylan considered the question seriously. “I’m still researching technology.” Leo nodded thoughtfully. “That’s okay. I can help.” “Oh?”