Undercover Justice by Adrienne Giordano & Adrienne Giordano

Author:Adrienne Giordano & Adrienne Giordano
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942504061
Publisher: ALG Publishing LLC

7

After her shower, Caroline wrapped herself in one of the plush hotel towels, loving the feel of the thick cotton against her skin. She’d never bought into the whole living the high-life thing. That was more her mother’s speed. Probably a good thing considering she’d never get rich on her government salary. Still, once in awhile, if it meant getting to use these towels, the high-life wasn’t so bad.

Of course she liked nice things, she just didn’t need to spend an extra three hundred dollars on sunglasses when she could get the pair she wanted for fifty bucks. Seemed pretty simple to her.

But these towels? They might make her change her mind.

She opened the bathroom door and let a puff of steam escape. She stuck her head out and spotted Mitch sitting at the desk staring at her laptop screen.

The door to the adjoining room—Mitch’s room—sat open, as it had since they’d arrived. They’d have to remember to close and lock it when they left because they’d checked in separately and to everyone outside this room, they were two random people who happened to be neighbors for a few days.

The adjoining room, Mitch’s idea, of course, was a bonus because they could hide from the world while still sharing a bed.

And, truth be told, they did their best work in bed.

“If you love me,” she said, “you’ll buy me these bath towels.”

A second later, Mitch appeared in the doorway, his short hair crushed on one side and his eyes a little saggy from missed sleep.

“Ha,” he said, “if you love me you’ll walk around naked in those fuck-me shoes you had on last night.”

“Keep dreaming, pal.”

Grabbing a hand towel, she swiped at the mirror, clearing the fog so she could see. “So, until we get the call from the studio, we have time to kill. I think we should find this Twitter guy. Run down his address and see what’s what. Then later, we’ll talk to Toby, see what we can find out.”

“Teeg hasn’t been able to get me Bad Ass One’s address. What’re you thinking?”

“Facial recognition. We get Grey to run his picture through the FBI. And, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know we’re supposed to be on the down low, but I don’t think Senator Dutch will want to hear that nonsense. He just wants his kid back. And if our genius hacker can’t get an address for our suspect, something tells me the good senator won’t mind bending a few rules to get it.”

She ran her brush through her wet hair and slapped on some moisturizer and sunscreen. She’d forgotten yesterday and if they were going to be out in blazing sun, she’d wind up crunchy. August in Vegas. No joke.

“I’ll call Grey,” she said.

Mitch snorted. “You worried I’m gonna rip him a new one for hosing his closest friend?”

The thought had occurred to her. After their fight yesterday, and that horrible broken look Mitch had worn, she couldn’t take a chance on Captain Sarcastic giving their boss an earful.

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