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He had no partner at the moment, although he had been linked to quite a few women over the last few years. Nothing appeared too serious, however, which was interesting.
    It seemed I’d need to travel a bit to track this Mr. Kirkham down. London and New York seemed to be popular places for him.
    “When do I leave?” I asked Sonia while I was still reading Mr. Kirkham’s file.
    “He’s due in London next weekend to head up an industrial conference.”
    “Now, that sounds like fun,” I teased.
    “I’m sure you’ll be able to liven up his visit, Jade,” Sonia winked. “Make sure you read that file carefully. We have a lot of money riding on this contract, so we can’t afford any mistakes.”
    “Have I ever let you down?” I pointed out.
    “Why do you think I’ve put you on this assignment? When do you think you’ll complete the job you’re on right now?”
    “I’ll have the diamonds by tomorrow evening,” I smirked.
    “That quickly?” Sonia looked impressed, but then I had only been on the job for two weeks.
    “It’s an easy steal. I made first contact yesterday, and of course we hit it off. I’m meeting him at his house tomorrow,” I replied.
    “You’re ruthless, Jade,” Sonia grinned before dismissing me.
    As I continued to study my new file, it became clear that Mr. Kirkham was big in the weapons industry. Our client wanted the blueprints for a new machine—the S1030—that was being designed by his company. No wonder this was such a big payout for us.
    I had no conscience when it came to stealing, nor did I know who wanted these blueprints. Clients had the choice of remaining anonymous to the chosen Seductor—as was the case with this job—but I never thought about the outcome anyway. This was business. It was all about the money, and this deal was worth five million dollars. It was the biggest mission I’d ever been assigned to, and I would succeed. There was no doubt in my mind.
    It would be really nice to work on just one case for a few months without having to worry about other assignments; sometimes I felt like a prostitute when I was tasked with seducing more than one target at the same time. This Oliver was becoming more pleasing to the eye each time I gazed at him.
    Oh, this could even be fun!
    “Hey, Sweet Pea. How did it go with Zara?” Molly beamed while I was lying on my bed. She was one of my roomies here at headquarters and a perfect petite brunette. Georgie—my other roommate—Molly and I were often referred to as the three musketeers because, when we weren’t on a mission, we were always together.
    “Good. She completed it.”
    “Awesome! What are you reading?”
    “Information about my new target.”
    “Oh, can I see?” she questioned. I had to roll my eyes at her request; she knew the rules. You couldn’t go looking into another Seductor’s cases . Rule #3: Case files are confidential. Anyone found sharing information will be dealt with accordingly.
    Everyone knew the ‘ dealt with accordingly’ part couldn’t be good, so no one had broken the rule yet to actually find out.
    A Seductor’s contract spanned for ten years. We were tied to those contracts, and if we ran, we would be tracked down and killed. This, of course, was all explained before we signed on the dotted line. It may have sounded horrific—being killed if you ran—but it wasn’t. No one would run from this job because the money and perks were limitless. I’d only ever heard of one case, years ago, where it had ended that way, and it was the Seductor’s own fault; he didn’t obey the number one rule. Rule #1: Seductors must never get attached to their target. If this happens, the mission will be classified as a Code 1 and any further contact between the target and Seductor will be terminated.
    I was halfway through my contract and never wanted it to end.
    “Don’t you have your own target to read about?” I pointed out to Molly.
    “Yes,” she sulked, slumping down on her bed. “I bet