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for Easson was going. He’s been calling and I’m not exactly looking forward to any type of reunion between us where he’s not in an orange jumpsuit and behind bars.”
“Hard to say. Evelyn is still on restrictions until her ribs heal and they won’t tell me anything. But I’ve made a few phone calls yesterday and applied some pressure on some higher-ups in the agency. Hopefully we’ll have something soon.”
Cali stared out at the calm ocean. She liked to think that Luke’s money and influence could get him anything, but then she’d be reminded that not even the king could have everything.
“Maybe you should come back,” said Luke. “If he’s calling you, that can be used to track him.”
“I doubt it. It’s a new phone number every few hours. Every time I block one, another pops up.” Not to mention that leaving would take her out of the running for her two million dollar goal. The only reason the FBI had gotten a lock on Easson in the first place was because he was screwing her to get close to Luke. Did she really have to give up more than her body for this asshole?
“I can send someone to keep an eye on you. Maybe it would be best if you weren’t alone up there.”
Cali thought back to the loud bangs as her tires popped. Who would be able to protect her from stuff like that? “I’ll keep that in mind, but I think some muscle-bound guy showing up would ruin my chances with Rourke.”
Something in her tone must’ve given her away. “Not having much luck?”
“I just got here yesterday,” she said. “The good news is that he didn’t slam the door in my face.” The reality had been so much more extreme, but Luke didn’t need to know that. “He was hesitant to talk, but I think he’ll change his mind later today.” By now, the rumors she’d filled Mary’s head with last night should’ve spread like wildfire.
“I wouldn’t bet on that,” warned Luke.
“Well, you know I get what I want. Give me time and you’ll get your brother back. I just have to wait until he sees reason. Which would be much easier if you told me what really happened between you two.”
“That’s personal, Cali.”
“This whole thing is personal, Luke. If you really want your brother back, don’t make me do this with my hands tied behind my back.”
There was a pause on the other end and Cali held her breath as she waited for what Luke would say. And then he finally gave her what she wanted. “It was a girl.”
That was the most anti-climactic revelation ever. “A girl? All this over relationship troubles?”
“It’s complicated, but the whole thing got dirty and it was right before our parents died. Things got fucked up real fast.”
So she probably got some bonus points for saying that she’d never thought of Luke as anything more than a friend. But that might also explain why Rourke was so skeptical to hear it. The clanging of dishes being washed in the kitchen behind the porch Cali was sitting on broke through the silence. It would be best if Mary didn’t hear this conversation. “I have to go. Keep me updated on what you find out about Easson,” she added before she hung up.
She set the phone back on the arm of the Adirondack chair and let her head fall back, taking in the scents and sounds around her. Someone rang the doorbell and she opened her eyes. Was it another guest or had Rourke finally found out about what she did?
She got her answer a few moments later as she heard pounding footsteps come closer and closer. Yep, that was Rourke. She let her eyes drift closed and tried to use the calmness around her to steel herself for the confrontation coming at her. A loud plop came from next to her and she looked down to see that Rourke had thrown her overnight bag beside her feet. Next to the bag was a huge pair of work boots that had seen better days. Her gaze trailed upwards, along the lines of Rourke’s body. Over his worn jeans and an open black and gray flannel shirt and an
“Hard to say. Evelyn is still on restrictions until her ribs heal and they won’t tell me anything. But I’ve made a few phone calls yesterday and applied some pressure on some higher-ups in the agency. Hopefully we’ll have something soon.”
Cali stared out at the calm ocean. She liked to think that Luke’s money and influence could get him anything, but then she’d be reminded that not even the king could have everything.
“Maybe you should come back,” said Luke. “If he’s calling you, that can be used to track him.”
“I doubt it. It’s a new phone number every few hours. Every time I block one, another pops up.” Not to mention that leaving would take her out of the running for her two million dollar goal. The only reason the FBI had gotten a lock on Easson in the first place was because he was screwing her to get close to Luke. Did she really have to give up more than her body for this asshole?
“I can send someone to keep an eye on you. Maybe it would be best if you weren’t alone up there.”
Cali thought back to the loud bangs as her tires popped. Who would be able to protect her from stuff like that? “I’ll keep that in mind, but I think some muscle-bound guy showing up would ruin my chances with Rourke.”
Something in her tone must’ve given her away. “Not having much luck?”
“I just got here yesterday,” she said. “The good news is that he didn’t slam the door in my face.” The reality had been so much more extreme, but Luke didn’t need to know that. “He was hesitant to talk, but I think he’ll change his mind later today.” By now, the rumors she’d filled Mary’s head with last night should’ve spread like wildfire.
“I wouldn’t bet on that,” warned Luke.
“Well, you know I get what I want. Give me time and you’ll get your brother back. I just have to wait until he sees reason. Which would be much easier if you told me what really happened between you two.”
“That’s personal, Cali.”
“This whole thing is personal, Luke. If you really want your brother back, don’t make me do this with my hands tied behind my back.”
There was a pause on the other end and Cali held her breath as she waited for what Luke would say. And then he finally gave her what she wanted. “It was a girl.”
That was the most anti-climactic revelation ever. “A girl? All this over relationship troubles?”
“It’s complicated, but the whole thing got dirty and it was right before our parents died. Things got fucked up real fast.”
So she probably got some bonus points for saying that she’d never thought of Luke as anything more than a friend. But that might also explain why Rourke was so skeptical to hear it. The clanging of dishes being washed in the kitchen behind the porch Cali was sitting on broke through the silence. It would be best if Mary didn’t hear this conversation. “I have to go. Keep me updated on what you find out about Easson,” she added before she hung up.
She set the phone back on the arm of the Adirondack chair and let her head fall back, taking in the scents and sounds around her. Someone rang the doorbell and she opened her eyes. Was it another guest or had Rourke finally found out about what she did?
She got her answer a few moments later as she heard pounding footsteps come closer and closer. Yep, that was Rourke. She let her eyes drift closed and tried to use the calmness around her to steel herself for the confrontation coming at her. A loud plop came from next to her and she looked down to see that Rourke had thrown her overnight bag beside her feet. Next to the bag was a huge pair of work boots that had seen better days. Her gaze trailed upwards, along the lines of Rourke’s body. Over his worn jeans and an open black and gray flannel shirt and an
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