The Mercenary Next Door (Rogues and Rescuers Book 2) by Lucy Leroux

Author:Lucy Leroux [Leroux, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942336433
Publisher: Candy Cap Publishing
Published: 2020-10-11T23:00:00+00:00

“I can’t believe we’re ahead of schedule,” Ian Quinn said, slapping Mason on the back on the way out of the conference room.

Mason had spent the last hour updating him and Elias on the progress made on the new headquarters at their downtown office, and it had gone well.

“It helped we’re just retrofitting the existing buildings for the most part, not building them from scratch,” Mason said.

“Well, I’m still determined to be impressed, so don’t burst my bubble,” Ian laughed. “And thanks for vetting the construction staff. That was above and beyond.”

Mason shrugged in self-deprecation. “I had a head start after doing all that research for the apartment renovation I’m doing with my buddy Ethan. Most companies that do large-scale residential work are experienced with the kind of changes we need at the compound. And scheduling and coordinating the work is secondhand nature by now. The Boston project got me ready.”

“I guess we’re lucky you decided to go into real estate then.” Ian laughed. “Still, it sounds like a good investment. And you’re saving us a bundle overseeing the retrofit.”

“I’m going to remind you of that come bonus time,” Mason said dryly before taking his leave.

Mason was in the mood to celebrate, but it was too early for him to meet up with Ransom or one of the other guys. At loose ends, he drove aimlessly, killing time.

Before he knew it, he was a block away from Gardullo’s Grocery.

Fuck. Mason came within a hairsbreadth of doing an illegal U-turn. His instinct was to get the hell away from here, but he changed his mind at the last second.

It wasn’t as if he’d never broken this particular rule before. After their last meeting, when Laila had understandably failed to leap into his arms, Mason vowed to stay away.

Now that they didn’t live in the same building, it was easy. They didn’t travel in the same circles.

But Mason hadn’t liked the sight of Dubey. Something about the guy rubbed him the wrong way. So, every couple of months, he would drive to Gardullo’s and park in the eye-line of the bakery counter. More often than not, Laila would appear to help a customer or put new baked goods in the display counter.

If he’d wanted to, Mason could have found out where she was living. Working for Auric had taught him a thing or two about researching an op. In their business, they lived and died according to the quality of their intel. Finding her new address would have been a snap.

But he didn’t do it. Mason wasn’t a stalker. Coming by her workplace wasn’t the same—it was a business, open to the public. He was merely concerned about her. Once he was satisfied she was all right, he would leave.

If he happened to miss her and someone else was working the counter, he would duck into the store and buy her pastries from her replacement at the counter. He knew which ones were her specialties. It was like getting a little taste of her, one she never needed to know about.

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