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“Still related,” I seethed. “You won’t take this from me.”
“I’m sure this Patton gentleman was very…distinguished.”
I snorted at her description of the man. She needed a history lesson. We all stood there, still waiting on her.
“I’m sorry, but why are you all staring at me?”
“Because this is your house, and we’re waiting for you to go inside.”
“Where is the butler?” she muttered under her breath.
Reaching a tentative hand forward, she grabbed the handle and pressed down on the latch. It gave a soft snick and opened. The surprise on her face was priceless.
“Well…” she cleared her throat. “Shall we?”
Lock finally had enough and pushed his way forward. “Let’s clear the house. Wren, if you would introduce us to the staff, we’ll get started.”
“Started with what?”
“Setting up security.”
“Oh, we have staff on hand that takes care of all that,” she waved at us dismissively.
“Right, but it’s our job to secure the perimeter.”
I could see we were getting nowhere fast with her. I took her elbow and guided her inside just so we weren’t all standing on the stoop like a bunch of tourists. “Just introduce us and we’ll do our thing.”
She jerked her elbow out of my grip and stopped, fluffing her hair and pulling down her skirt. “There’s no need to manhandle me.”
I could think of several ways to manhandle her, and they would all end with both of us being a lot happier. The first thing I would do is take down that updo she had going and wrap my hand around that silky blonde hair. A woman like her should never hide such gorgeous locks. And then I’d wipe off that pretentious makeup and get her something that actually accentuated her eyes. This prissy shit was for old ladies. And what was with the demure outfits? She was in her late twenties. She should wear something that actually made her look sexy. Only an old man who wanted arm candy would be attracted to this look.
“Ah, Ms. Wren,” an older gentleman said, stepping forward in a suit. “I’m terribly sorry. We had an urgent matter downstairs and?—”
“Richard, these men will be…handling security. Would you please instruct all staff to join me in the library?”
“Yes, Ms. Wren.”
“Do you talk to all your staff like that?” I asked.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, it sounded like a question, but was given as a demand.”
“That’s what you do with staff,” I said irritatedly. “It’s not a choice. I need something done, and I expect them to do it.”
“Right, but they’re still people,” I muttered.
“People who get paid to do a job,” she snapped. Turning on her heel, she marched out of the room.
I glared at Lock. “I hate you.”
He smirked at me, shoving his hands in his pockets. “What was the bet again?”
“The bet was that I would kill her. That’s still a possibility.”
“Actually,” he corrected. “I believe the bet was that you’d let her stalker have at her. And then I said she would have you wrapped around her finger.”
“Does that look like what’s happening here?” I snapped.
