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He chuckled. “Maybe after we get what we need on the Santiagos, we can take a little side trip. You think we’d have time?”

“I’ll climb fast,” she said, and they laughed.

“So, what’s the plan?” he asked. “You think Marcus and Selma Santiago have a meeting with Carlisle about this chemical plant?”

“That’s what we’re going to find out. Can you get us into the hotel security cams?”

His mouth edged up. “Child’s play.”

Lucas set up an extra laptop, hacked into the resort’s security feed and brought up continuous images of the lobby, the exterior of the room where the Santiago’s were staying, and other main areas of the resort’s property. While Inda kept a close watch on that monitor, he began the more challenging task of breaking into Carlisle’s email.

It didn’t take long, though. Hacking, coding, and the web were such familiar and comfortable places. He’d discovered computer systems were a lot like a lover. If you learned the right combination of moves, possessed good technique and applied some finesse, she’d open right up.

“I’m in,” he murmured, fingers flying across the keyboard.

“Impressive,” Inda complimented.

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

“Oh, I’ve seen quite a lot.”

He chuckled and his voice dropped, becoming husky. “I have tricks you can’t even begin to imagine.”

“Really?” She spun around in her chair. “Do tell.”

“How about I show you later?”

“That can definitely be arranged.” She gave her head a shake. “Okay, back to work. Anything in there that can help us?”

“Let’s take a closer look.” After scanning through several emails, Lucas found what they were looking for. “Yeah. Looks like Carlisle is meeting the Santiagos for dinner tonight.”

“Where?”

“A place called the Rustic Table at six PM. It’s about twenty minutes away.” He glanced over and saw the gears in her head turning.

“We need to be able to hear that meeting,” she said.

“Agreed. What do you suggest?”

“That we bug their table.”

“How do we know where they’ll be sitting?” he asked.

“Leave that to me.”

Damn, he was beginning to love this woman.Love?Wait, no, admire. That was the right word.

Or, at least, that’s what he tried to tell himself.

Chapter Fifteen

“That’s a mic?” Lucas asked, eyeing the tiny button-like disc Inda held up on the tip of her index finger.

“The tiniest bug you’ll ever see, courtesy of Zane,” she said.

“I still don’t know how you’re going to plant that without them seeing.”

“Have faith. This isn’t my first rodeo.” More like her thousandth. “We should probably go. I want to scope the place out first. Get settled into a good position before they arrive.”

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