On Her Master's Secret Service, Masters and Mercenaries, Book 4 by Blake Lexi

Author:Blake, Lexi [Blake, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: DLZ Entertainment LLC
Published: 2013-05-12T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Eve planted the device she’d taken from Alex, affixing it to her target’s shoe. She’d made a careful study of their shoes. Alex was wrong. Placing it inside a jacket was a bad idea and none of the men were carrying briefcases. The little sticker-like tracking device would stand out on a cell phone, and that seemed to be how these men communicated and kept notes.

A jacket could be easily removed, cleaned, and the tracking signal lost. Most men changed their jackets. But not their shoes.

She leaned over as though the violence was terrifying and she was hoping the man above her would protect her. It gave her a chance to smooth the device down. Of the three men she had to choose from, this one’s shoes were well worn. They were black Louis Vuitton loafers that had subtle creases from long wear. The Middle Eastern man’s shoes were black, too, but they were new and had an obvious shine to them. They were a no go. A quick shoeshine at the airport would dump the device. The man she’d chosen had dull shoes. He didn’t shine them. They were perfect. He wasn’t leaving those shoes behind any time soon.

She felt a deep sense of accomplishment even as the man’s hand came down on her head.

Damn it. She hadn’t thought about the fact that Alex had just pretended to beat the holy hell out of the last man who had touched her. Maybe he wasn’t looking and she could move away.

She brought her eyes up. Alex looked like a bull ready to charge. She had seconds before he completely blew up and screwed with their cover.

Eve crawled to him, the wood floors scraping against her knees, but she didn’t dare leap to her feet. “I was so frightened, Master. Please forgive me.”

She wrapped her arms around his legs. Every muscle in his body was tight with tension. Please let it go. Please let it go.

His hand tangled in her hair. “You aren’t where I put you. Bad pet. That’s fifty. Go through the kitchens to the locker room. Clean yourself up and wait for me. You’re obviously not fit for company, you disobedient brat.”

She would take it. He was banishing her, but it was probably a good thing. She started to get to her feet. When she was in the kitchens, she could process what had gone on and be ready to talk about her observations later.

“On your knees, brat.”

Oh, she was going to give him an earful about that. She kept her face placid and crawled along the floor, well aware that her ass was very likely hanging out. Well, he could just watch her go because after that he wasn’t getting any.

She crawled to the kitchens, resenting the hell out of him even as she knew damn well why he’d done it.

The minute she crawled through the swinging doors, Kristen was practically on top of her.

“I need to talk to you and your Master.” Kristen kept her voice low.

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