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He shrugged. “Sounds like she was ready to go.”
“So, now that you’ve dragged me away from my job, where are we going?”
Red finally pulled out of the parking garage and took us out of the city. As far as I was concerned, I wasn’t speaking to Sarah unless I absolutely had to. But there was the case of my wallet. I had to know why she took it. Maybe there was more to her than I realized. Maybe she purposely took me upstairs to get information on me. But for what purpose?
I just wasn’t ready to deal with her answers yet.
* * *
“Fancy,” she said in an approving tone as we stepped into the house.
Thumper’s team was on standby, waiting for us to get back so we could figure out just what the fuck happened.
“Where’s the client?” I asked.
Thumper jerked his head toward the room. “I locked him in there. He was driving me fucking crazy.
“Who’s the client?” Sarah asked, her eyes lighting up with curiosity.
“Your boss,” I answered, shoving my way further inside.
“My boss? You’re protecting him?” I nodded. “You know he tried to have me blown up, right?”
“If you had stood still, I could have dismantled the bomb,” IRIS grumbled as he walked into the room. “You know, most people are terrified to move when they know they’re about to be blown up.”
That point had me looking at her differently. “Unless you never thought you were going to die.”
She cocked her head to the side thoughtfully. “Oh, I knew I was going to die. I just expected it to be fast.” She shrugged as if it was no big deal. “Why worry about something you can’t change?”
That was about the most fucked up way to look at things and had me even more curious about the woman I’d slept with. I mean—the woman I rescued from being blown up. I had to forget that I’d slept with her. That didn’t factor into the job at all.
“Can we just go back to why you even had a bomb on you to begin with?”
She walked around the room, admiring the decor when she sat on the couch with a plop. “Well, my boss sent me to gather these documents from our sister company, and after I did that, you know what happened.”
“The bar,” I guessed since she wasn’t going to be concise.
“Precisely. I got the red eye home and went to work this morning, but I was running late, which only further pissed off my boss. Seriously, I was only twenty minutes late. The man needs to chill.”
“And these documents…what were they?”
I shrugged. “That’s above my pay grade. I was told to go to the man in the CEO’s office and retrieve the documents.”
“Wait, that’s what your boss said? Go to the man in the CEO’s office?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Well, don’t you think that’s weird? Why wouldn’t he say to meet with the CEO?”
She looked at me like I was nuts. “Well, clearly he has a few screws loose. I don’t know why he chose the language he did.”
I turned to Kavanaugh and Red. “We need to find out who the CEO is and who would have been in his office.”
I grabbed a paper and pen, then set it on the table in front of her. “I’m going to need all the information you can tell me about where you went and who you met with.”
“Okay,” she said, leaning forward to snatch the items. She started writing, but then glanced up at me. “What do you think the chances are that I won’t have to go through all the hassle of getting my license back? Do you think they’ll just issue me a new one?”
“I don’t know,” I gritted my teeth. “What are the chances I won’t have to explain to the DMV that my license was blown up in a building after it was stolen?”
