Fire Up My Heart by Asta Idonea

Author:Asta Idonea [Idonea, Asta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63477-333-1
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2016-05-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“THAT LYING down-and-out bastard has my Bot. I know he does, the little twerp.”

Samuel Yapp was in as foul a mood as he’d ever known, and Drewe’s constant fidgeting wasn’t helping. He looked like a demented rabbit caught in the headlights. How was Samuel supposed to think with him shuffling about?

“For God’s sake, Drewe, quit your puppet dance, or so help me, I’ll cut your strings permanently.” Drewe froze. “That’s better. Now, do you want to call the lawyer, or shall I?”

“Uh, if I may, sir. That might not be the best approach.”

“I want that Bot!”

“I-I know, sir, and we’ll get it. But in legal terms, Mr. Maddox was correct—we don’t have a leg to stand on.”

Samuel fought against his growing urge to hit something… someone… and gestured Drewe on. “What do you suggest?”

“It wouldn’t be entirely legal….” He paused until Samuel raised an eyebrow. “But we do know from his public file that Maddox works six nights a week at a seedy Soho gay bar. Why don’t we wait for the cover of darkness, then break in and fetch the Bot while he’s away? There’s so much crime in London these days. If we’re careful not to leave any evidence, no one will know it was anything more than a standard robbery. Simple bad luck. We take a couple of other things and leave a mess behind to make it look convincing and—”

“Excellent. You’ll go tonight. Get whatever you need, and charge the credits to your expenses account.”

“Me? You want me to go? Alone?”

“Naturally I can’t be seen near the place. I’m far too recognizable. No one would ever remember you, though, Drewe. Unless you no longer want this job…?”

He let the warning hang in the air, pleased when Drewe blanched. It was not an idle threat. Low-level robotics engineers were two-a-penny. One call would see twenty or more lined up outside his office, vying for the chance to work at his side. And Drewe knew it.

“No. I mean, yes. I mean, of course I’ll go, sir.”

“Excellent. I knew I could count on you, Drewe. I’ll be here until five minutes past midnight. I’ll expect you back with the Bot by then. Now, off you go. I’m sure you have a lot to organize.”

With Drewe gone, Samuel leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. His bad mood dispelled by the formation of a plan, he allowed himself the luxury of a daydream. In his mind’s eye he felt the heat from the spotlight that illuminated his way to the stage. He heard the roar of applause. He saw the bright, adoring faces of the audience as he was presented with his Nobel Prize. He smiled to himself as he began to compose his acceptance speech, looking for the perfect blend of humility and humor, laced with a few subtle—or maybe not so subtle—asides to his competitors, all of whom would be seething, having been relegated to the worst seats in the house on top of seeing their colleague reach the breakthrough before them.

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