Seeing Red: Book 1 Of The Moretti Series ✔

Ch 19 - Micah

 **Dedication:  KittyKat44 because she uses parenthesis with her translations, and that's where I got the idea**

**¡ Gracias por leer! (Thank you for reading!)**

Closing the bedroom door, I could tell she was tired. I wasn't even sure if she was awake when she kissed me, but she definitely was when I left her. Turning, I signaled to Hendrix and Nero to move into the study.

"Parlami. Cosa hai scoperto?" I asked Nero. (Talk to me. What did you find out?)

"Beh, sono riuscito a trovare la sua casa. Il suo amico era lì e non sapeva dove fosse Ben."  Nero folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the door frame. (Well, I was able to find his house. His friend was there and didn't know where Ben was.)

"Oh fuck no! If you're going to talk about that cock sucking, son of a bitch, you better talk in English." Alexis shoved past Nero, dislodging him from his post. With one hand on her hip, the other pointing at me. "What do you need to know about the shit stain?"

Both Nero and Hendrix spoke Italian, but Lexi didn't. Lexi spoke a mix of Spanish and English from living in Miami for as long as she had. I'd know when she was truly pissed off or extremely drunk when her Spanish was as good as the locals.

Waiting for us, she waved her hands at us to continue. 

"Come on! From the top. In English!" She was a firecracker on a regular day, but when her best friend had been attacked she was fully loaded and ready to fight.

"Boss, you sure she should be here for this?" Hendrix didn't know Lexi. I lowered my gaze to the floor and prepared myself.

"Excuse me? That is my best fucking friend lying in there," she took aim at Hendrix. Marching up to him, all five feet of sass, as she talked with her hands. "I'm not going to sit in that damn living room like some housewife, with my thumb up my ass. I am here to help so get over yourself. I'm not going anywhere."

Chuckling to myself, I tried not to show it. When I looked up, I found Lexi walking over to the large chair in the corner and Hendrix was looking at me. Amusement written across his face. He had a type. Feisty women, the ones who didn't come easy, and who could fight their own battles, and Alexis was exactly that. Poor Hendrix just didn't realize he would never stand a chance. Her heart belonged to someone from her past.

"Fine. I asked Nero what he found out. He said that he had found Ben's house. His friend was there, but said he didn't know where he was."

"Bullshit! Who was the friend?" Lexi turned her attention to Nero, who shrugged.

"Big guy, dirty, stinky, and bald," Nero said, grimacing like his senses were still plagued by the stench of the man he described. Whoever he had described sparked a similar reaction from her. 

"Fuckin' A! I know who that is and that shit head will lie through his teeth to protect Ben. Listen, Ben is slippery. As far as I know, he worked small jobs. Odd jobs. Installing radios in cars, doing tint on cars, and occasionally helping his dad with construction jobs. You won't find any credible work history. He is a piece of shit who only works when he needs something. He lives with his dirty friend, Rick, and they live off Rick's dad." 

"Shit, Lexi, I should have consulted you first!" I complimented her.

"Well," she threw her arms up, "you think? It's not like I was completely out of the loop when I moved to Florida. I make enough money that I can come home whenever I want. I kept my friends close, especially the ones that matter." She gave me a look that could have cut a weaker man down at their knees.