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happened with that?” he asked, more intrigued than he wanted to admit.
    She shrugged and looked down at her plate, surprised to find that she’d eaten every morsel he’d dished out for her. “I couldn’t get anyone to look at it. They all said they would consider me for employment once I had more experience.” She laughed derisively. “It’s hard to get experience when no one will hire me.”
    Her story eased something inside of him. It was astonishing because a few hours ago, he’d thought that nothing could make her crimes make sense to him. “Is that why you started hacking into companies? To earn money since no one would hire you?”
    She pulled back, stunned that he would go right for that door. But why wouldn’t he? “You think you have me all figured out, don’t you?” she asked, picking up her wine glass and taking a sip. “But you’re wrong.”
    He was surprised to find that he wanted to be wrong. But the possibility of that was pretty slim, not with all the evidence he had against her. Even now, his technical team was working on her computer, finding all sorts of interesting code and the stored results. The results were encrypted, but he was confident that they would find a solution to her encryption before the night was over.
    “Why don’t you tell me where I’m wrong?”
    She thought about it, but she simply couldn’t trust him any longer. “Let me go home and I’ll give you all the information you want.”
    “Give me the information I want and I’ll contemplate letting you go home,” he countered.
    She had to laugh, even though it probably wasn’t very funny. “I guess we’re at a stalemate,” she said quietly. “How long are you going to keep me here?”
    “Until you tell me what I want to know. I won’t allow my companies or my country to be hurt. So I have to know what you sold and who you sold it to. I have to limit my vulnerabilities.”
    She bit her lip, choosing her words carefully. “If I promise you that I didn’t create any vulnerabilities with either Surisia or your country, would you let me go?”
    His finger rubbed the rim of the wine glass as he contemplated her request. “Could you prove it?”
    “If you give me back my laptop, I could.”
    He chuckled and shook his head. “I’m sorry, my beauty. But you are a very skilled person with a computer. Giving you access to your computer is the very last thing I am willing to do.”
    “Then how am I going to prove anything to you?” she demanded, exasperated but still seeing the humor.
    “Tell me what I want to know.”
    She couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped her lips. “We’re going in a circle here.”
    He chuckled as well. “I guess we are at an impasse. What are we going to do about that?”
    “You could trust me.”
    He threw back his head and laughed, delighted with her gamin expression despite himself. She was truly a fascinating adversary. His anger from this afternoon had completely dissipated, but he still needed to remain firm about his goals. He couldn’t allow her to bring down Jabril’s government or any of his businesses. That was an absolute. But perhaps he was going about the interrogation wrong. He contemplated her lovely features across the table from him, thinking that he might get the information he wanted if he approached her differently. His body would certainly agree with his next approach.
    “I must attend to some business,” he said abruptly, standing up and coming to the other side of the table. “I will see you later, my beauty.” He reached down and took her hand, gently kissing her fingers before walking out the door.
    Wyndi was so startled by that touch, she wasn’t sure what to do or say. Or even how to react. What happened to the man who had been livid with her only hours ago? She was so confused. And scared.
    She prowled the room, exploring the shelves and the various items. She selected a book off of the shelf and curled up in one of the chairs, snuggling down to