Page 66 of Dangerous Affair


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“Easy there, killer,” she sassed. “I had the situation under control.”

Her worried expression told a different story.

“How’s that?”

“I told them the door frame hadn’t been properly waxed.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

“And they bought that?”

“Well… luckily when Gavin checked there was a scuff. I comped them a cabana for the afternoon and their drinks for the inconvenience. So, yes, they bought it.”

The woman had no idea how lucky she’d gotten.

“What’s the other man look like?” Jack rejoined.

“Sixties, maybe. Blond hair but a lot of silver in it. Clean shaven. Brownish eyes with a hint of green. I guess a little shorter than Wilson. Expensive, well-cut suit. Gavin called him Louis but didn’t formally introduce us.”

“Louis?” I grunted, and looked at Jack who was already working on his laptop.

“Yes. That’s what Gavin called him.”

Jack turned his laptop and moved to the side.

“Is this him?”

“Yeah.” Atlee froze, her gaze turning unfocused. “Two brunettes,” she whispered.

“What did he say to you?”

Atlee became unstuck and looked at me, horror stark in her features.

“He said I had an unusual name.”

My mouth went dry.

“Anything else?” I pushed out through gritted teeth.

“He, um, asked if he’d be seeing me tonight.”

My eyes sliced to Jack.

He nodded.

Whether she liked it or not she officially had herself a bodyguard.

FIFTEEN

Wilson and Jack were sharing a look I was certain didn’t bode well for me.

“I didn’t put two and two together until just now,” I admitted.

Wilson looked like he was ready to jump back on the call-in-sick train.

My phone chimed and I prayed it wasn’t Martin requesting my presence at the suite. I pulled my phone from my purse and drat, it was him.

I opened the text.

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