Harmless Revenge: A Harmless World Novel (Harmless #11)

He dialed the number. His friend picked up on the first ring.

“Delano,” he said, his voice heavy with sleep. As the head of Task Force Hawaii, Del kept strange hours.

“Del, I need help.”

He grunted. That wasn’t a good sign.

“You didn’t say that a couple of nights ago.”

Mortification filled him. During his adult life, he refused to be a drinker like his stepfather. He had avoided it for years for that reason. The fact that he had lost it and gotten drunk—then went out in public was bad enough. Taking a swing at a friend was just a big fat cherry on top of his shit sundae.

“I owe you for that. I definitely could have hurt someone on my way home.”

He sighed, then it sounded like he stood up and started walking. “Especially yourself, man. You got to stay off the liquor.”

“I am off. Don’t worry. Haven’t had a drink since that night.” Even now the thought had his stomach turning over. “Now, about this favor…”

“I expect a nice steak and lobster dinner.”

He didn’t hesitate. “You got it.”

“How about an introduction to that sexy Jaime I heard was looking for you the other night?”

Sean could tell from Del’s tone that he was just joking, but he couldn’t hide his animosity at the request.

“No.”

He chuckled. “Okay, what do you need?”

“How does flying over to the Big Island on a private jet sound?”

There was a pause. “This isn’t illegal, is it?”

“Nope, on the up and up. I need you to get a package for me.”

“Is that a fact?”

“I have a friend on The Big Island, and I can’t get hold of her.”

There was another pause. “You want me to kidnap a woman for you?”

This time, there was a thread of anger in his voice. That is one of the reasons Sean knew he could trust Del. Women and children always were to be protected. Not everyone in Sean’s business played that way.

“No. I need you to bring her here for her safety. She might be in trouble.”

“Then, why the hell don’t you go check on her?”

He really liked Del, but the man was cranky. Damned cranky. And he liked to growl. He would do as Sean was asking, but he would complain while he did it. Sean couldn’t be choosey, not right now.

“You know I’ve had trouble. I don’t want to lead it to her door.”

“But you want me to bring her over here? That makes no sense.”

It did, and he didn’t have time to deal with questions. “I want to move her to a safe house close by. Then, if we need to get out of here, Devon Stryker can make sure we get off the rock.”

“Hmm. Is that the private jet I’m using?”

“Yes.”