Spy for Hire by Cat Johnson

Author:Cat Johnson [Johnson, Cat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cat Johnson
Published: 2018-07-01T08:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

“You didn’t have to drive me home.” Chelsea glanced at me from the passenger seat.

“Actually, I think I did since we dragged you out of there with not much more than the clothes on your back. You’ve got no money, no ID, no keys.”

And no appropriate clothes I’d let her ride public transportation in. I certainly wouldn’t let her on the train looking as provocative as she did now. But I would definitely let her in my bed in that dress—or out of it.

I’d drive to the nearest decent hotel and book us a suite for the night if she’d just say the word.

“I hope Trina is home so I can get in.”

I snorted, remembering vividly her shoddy security. “Don’t worry. You’ll get in.”

She frowned briefly at what must have seemed an odd assumption on my part, before continuing, “I’m going to have to go to Angel and get my stuff out of the locker there.”

“Send Trina.”

She frowned again. “Why?”

Because I was terrified of losing her again, mostly. But there was an actual rational reason for it. “You left the embassy early, without permission. You need an excuse for your quick departure. If you send your roommate to retrieve your things with the excuse you were feeling ill and still are, it won’t look odd.”

“I also left by lying and said I’d gotten permission,” she reminded me. “What if the guard told someone?”

Ah, yes, there was that. But since I had no intention of letting Chelsea work for Angel ever again, even in a supervised undercover capacity, it didn’t matter all that much if her reputation there was burned for lying. “We’ll worry about that if and when the time comes.”

“I don’t really want Trina to know about the escort service.”

I didn’t know why Chelsea was hiding things from her roommate but I didn’t question it. Instead an even better idea came to me. “I’ll find out from Zane when Alex is back. We can ask her to go.”

Alex, the Blackwater-trained operator had bested Brent with ease—a man who far outweighed her and was a head taller. She was the perfect woman to send into Angel. I’d be interested to hear her take on the place and their tactics, actually.

As I pulled up to the curb in front of Chelsea’s building—such as it was—I turned to her. “I’m spending the night with you, so you decide if that’s going to be here, or if you’ll gather some things and come with me to a hotel room.”

Her eyes widened and I realized how my statement must have sounded.

I added, “This isn’t about sex. It’s about your safety.”

She appeared crestfallen as she said, “Oh.”

I shifted gears once again, grateful her every emotion showed on her face. “Of course, I’m not at all opposed to sex.”

I smiled. She didn’t.

“Why didn’t you get in touch with me all these months?” Her tone held less judgment and more hope, as if she wanted me to have a valid reason for the complete absence of communication.

“I’ve been asking myself that same question.

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