clutched to her chest, she wrapped the other around her middle. “I’m going to bed.” Passing him, she said, “And, for the record, I’m sorry it happened, too.”
***
“Damn, Mitchell. It wasn’t like I asked those guards to come at me. I had to protect Hope.”
Jaydan stared at his boss on the computer screen in the small operations room behind the library bookcases. Just yesterday, he’d bragged about keeping his enhancement a secret by crushing the truck driver’s phone.
He blew that all to hell tonight at the luau.
“You and Saint should have your own freaking video channel. You could probably earn a second income on advertising, with all of the hits you’ve had.”
Rose wasn’t in the mood for Mitchell’s griping. He had enough of that going on in his own head.
Hope’s parting shot had stung more than his pride. Why was she sorry? He’d felt her climax around him. Her pleasure had brought on his release.
“What do you have on my intel?”
“A whole shitload of questions, Rose. You two have stepped into a hornet’s nest. I think its best you get Hope back to San Diego. I’ll put Aidan and Saint on it.”
Oh, hell no. Forget telling him they’d taken fire tonight.
“Mitchell, Hope connected with Keegan. I think she can gain us an in we might otherwise lose.”
Shit, he had to be out of his mind. After what they’d been through tonight, he’d be wise to follow Mitchell’s advice. He’d promised Luke he’d look out for her. He was depending on him to keep her safe.
“Besides, there’s no way I’m backing out now,” he said. “I owe this to Saint.”
“Your brother’s wedding is in two days,” Mitchell said. “Something tells me Cyrus Matheson won’t break for intermission while you fly to Texas.”
Jaydan’s gut churned at Mitchell’s choice of words. “Won’t break from what?”
“That’s what I’m hoping you’ll find out. If he’s anything like his grandfather, it can’t be good.”
Taking a bite out of a pear, Jaydan leaned back his chair on two legs. “Okay, I’ll bite. Who’s his grandfather?”
“His grandfather was Clay Matheson, a business associate of Hope’s grandfather, Seth Powers.”
“Powers? The bastard that paid Naylor to send away Riordan?”
His boss nodded. “One in the same. Among the crimes he and his old cronies evaded, Matheson was once suspected of child slave trafficking.”
Damn, he’d been right about that sick and twisted side of Matheson. He’d inherited it.
“What happened?”
“The D.A.’s office could never get a conviction. Care to wager who the prosecutor was on the case?”
“No clue.”
“A young, up and coming attorney named Dan Meeks.”
His chair legs hit the floor with a thump. “You’re freaking kidding me?”
Jaydan’s mind whirled with confusion. “And they could never tie Keegan’s kidnapping to Matheson? It’s right there in front of our eyes. How could they not see it?”
Mitchell said, “Based on my information, he was a prime suspect but they could never find any evidence that he was involved. Of course, they didn’t have DNA tracking back then.”
The sound of Hope’s shower turning on drew his attention. The image of water sluicing over her lush breasts, down her flat stomach to her body’s haven, made his system kick start again.
“You have to get inside the compound, Rose.”
He harrumphed. “Easier said than done with Hope around.”
“I didn’t spend billions on your system to have you tell me you can’t do it. Are you saying I can’t depend on you to get the job done?”
Anger suffused his body in blistering heat, his jaw clenched to the point of nearly cracking his teeth.
“I’ll get in.”
“Good. I expect a report this time tomorrow.”
No pressure .
“What about our friend?” The red-headed hottie . Jaydan cursed in his head.
“Your facial recognition scan pulled up Sgt. Dylan McCall, a Marine, considered a deserter from Afghanistan. Until this
***
“Damn, Mitchell. It wasn’t like I asked those guards to come at me. I had to protect Hope.”
Jaydan stared at his boss on the computer screen in the small operations room behind the library bookcases. Just yesterday, he’d bragged about keeping his enhancement a secret by crushing the truck driver’s phone.
He blew that all to hell tonight at the luau.
“You and Saint should have your own freaking video channel. You could probably earn a second income on advertising, with all of the hits you’ve had.”
Rose wasn’t in the mood for Mitchell’s griping. He had enough of that going on in his own head.
Hope’s parting shot had stung more than his pride. Why was she sorry? He’d felt her climax around him. Her pleasure had brought on his release.
“What do you have on my intel?”
“A whole shitload of questions, Rose. You two have stepped into a hornet’s nest. I think its best you get Hope back to San Diego. I’ll put Aidan and Saint on it.”
Oh, hell no. Forget telling him they’d taken fire tonight.
“Mitchell, Hope connected with Keegan. I think she can gain us an in we might otherwise lose.”
Shit, he had to be out of his mind. After what they’d been through tonight, he’d be wise to follow Mitchell’s advice. He’d promised Luke he’d look out for her. He was depending on him to keep her safe.
“Besides, there’s no way I’m backing out now,” he said. “I owe this to Saint.”
“Your brother’s wedding is in two days,” Mitchell said. “Something tells me Cyrus Matheson won’t break for intermission while you fly to Texas.”
Jaydan’s gut churned at Mitchell’s choice of words. “Won’t break from what?”
“That’s what I’m hoping you’ll find out. If he’s anything like his grandfather, it can’t be good.”
Taking a bite out of a pear, Jaydan leaned back his chair on two legs. “Okay, I’ll bite. Who’s his grandfather?”
“His grandfather was Clay Matheson, a business associate of Hope’s grandfather, Seth Powers.”
“Powers? The bastard that paid Naylor to send away Riordan?”
His boss nodded. “One in the same. Among the crimes he and his old cronies evaded, Matheson was once suspected of child slave trafficking.”
Damn, he’d been right about that sick and twisted side of Matheson. He’d inherited it.
“What happened?”
“The D.A.’s office could never get a conviction. Care to wager who the prosecutor was on the case?”
“No clue.”
“A young, up and coming attorney named Dan Meeks.”
His chair legs hit the floor with a thump. “You’re freaking kidding me?”
Jaydan’s mind whirled with confusion. “And they could never tie Keegan’s kidnapping to Matheson? It’s right there in front of our eyes. How could they not see it?”
Mitchell said, “Based on my information, he was a prime suspect but they could never find any evidence that he was involved. Of course, they didn’t have DNA tracking back then.”
The sound of Hope’s shower turning on drew his attention. The image of water sluicing over her lush breasts, down her flat stomach to her body’s haven, made his system kick start again.
“You have to get inside the compound, Rose.”
He harrumphed. “Easier said than done with Hope around.”
“I didn’t spend billions on your system to have you tell me you can’t do it. Are you saying I can’t depend on you to get the job done?”
Anger suffused his body in blistering heat, his jaw clenched to the point of nearly cracking his teeth.
“I’ll get in.”
“Good. I expect a report this time tomorrow.”
No pressure .
“What about our friend?” The red-headed hottie . Jaydan cursed in his head.
“Your facial recognition scan pulled up Sgt. Dylan McCall, a Marine, considered a deserter from Afghanistan. Until this
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