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Those damned earbud communicators. Jonas wouldn’t let her have one.
“Should I tell him you’ll be a while?” he asked her, his voice gentle as the elevator came to a smooth stop.
“No. Facing him now is just as good as later. Preferable, even.”
His hand settled at the small of her back. The touch was surprisingly comforting, and far too pleasurable. For a second, a moment out of time, she could feel his cock pushing inside her, his lips on hers. She could taste his kiss, feel his touch.
“Now you’re just making me horny,” he drawled as they reached the suite next to theirs.
Liza remained silent.
Stygian’s hard knock was answered quickly by Dog.
A scowl covered his face while his light gray eyes were the color of hard, cold steel.
“Join the party,” he invited, his voice low. “We’re just all getting ready to have fun.”
Liza stepped inside and looked around the room.
Her father stood with Ray Martinez on the far side of the room. Ray leaned against the desk behind him, his arms crossed over his chest, a heavy frown pulling at his brow as his dark eyes flashed in anger.
Audi Johnson stood to the side of the desk, hands braced on hips, lips thin with obvious impatience. To the other side of the Nation president, his legal advisor and Isabelle and Chelsea’s father, Terran Martinez, stood, leaning against the wall rather than the desk.
“Did you show up at work too before you realized you’d been fired?” Chelsea sat on the couch next to Claire, who had her head down, concentrating on her fingers.
“Pretty much,” Liza agreed, moving to the couch to join her friends, always aware of Stygian close to her. On the love seat across from Claire and Chelsea, Isabelle and Malachi sat silently as well. Isabelle was obviously upset; Malachi appeared furious.
She turned to her father. “You didn’t call, Dad. You let security deny me access.”
Her father’s lips thinned. “I did call, Liza, the call didn’t go through. I’ve tried to contact you since three in the morning. I learned at about six that your sat-phone signal had somehow been hijacked and your phone was connected to another source and uploading data to it.”
She blinked back at him. “I wasn’t uploading anything.”
“No, you weren’t,” he agreed. “Any more than you were uploading from your laptop, but both were in the process of a large upload. I managed to sever the upload and the connection, but your phone and laptop Wi-Fi chips have been permanently disabled.”
“The laptop screen was flickering again this weekend,” she stated, moving to set the briefcase on the floor as though it would somehow incriminate her. “Just like it did last month.”
Her father nodded. “There’s a serious security breach with each of your electronics,” he told them. “The Breeds obviously are not included in that statement.” There was a vein of animosity in his tone now.
“Is there any way the Breeds can help, Mr. Johnson?” Malachi offered cordially.
“Oh, there sure is—”
“Dad, don’t—” Liza knew that tone of voice, the look in his eyes.
“You and your buddies can pack the hell up and get off Navajo land. And take those God be-damned Genetics Council agents with you.”
Isabelle’s expression flared with fury as she made it halfway out of her seat in defense of her lover.
Malachi caught her instantly, pulling her back to his side as he leaned close, his head over hers as he whispered something intently at her ear.
“That’s enough!” Liza stepped forward, overwhelmed by the sheer disbelief that her father had said such a thing. “That’s unfair, Dad, and you know it.”
No matter any of their personal feelings, her father still considered Isabelle a favored niece. To say such a thing to the man she loved was horrendous.
“This is none of your business, Liza.” He used that cool, firm tone that assured her he still considered her a child and just as easy to control.
“Oh, well now, I just have to beg to disagree.” He’d taught her to stand her ground and to fight for what she believed in.
