Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
“He’s incredibly concerned about the boyfriend,” Tucker offered helpfully. “He’s got everyone back in London trying to run down information on the poor man.”
“We need to know who’s gotten close to the client.” He sent Tucker a stare that should have made him think twice.
“I think it’s about how close this dude is to the client, if you know what I mean.” And there went Tucker’s survival instincts. “The rumor around our office is that Brody likes the doctor but hasn’t figured out how to move things to the next level. I believe the next level is sex that happens more than once. Sex that occurs on a regular and much-needed human basis. You see, this is why I read those books. Damon doesn’t want to talk to us about stuff like this. Nick screwed up and lost his girl for a long time before getting her back. Kay doesn’t do relationships, and Brody is bad at them. Walt is as clueless as the rest of us, though he did offer to try to make personalized musks for each of us. I was reading a book on how animals attract mates.”
Walt was an arsehole, and he would have those boys wearing yak urine as cologne and laughing his arse off about it. It might be funny if they wouldn’t stink up the place.
“So you’re worried about young Nate?” Liam’s lips had curled into a slight smile.
“Just how young is he? One of our potentials was only nineteen.” Had she gotten involved with a child? Somehow, he couldn’t see it. She needed a strong man. She was a stubborn woman, smart and resourceful and pig-headed when she wanted to be. It would take a strong man to put his foot down when she tried to go headlong into danger.
“He’s not nineteen, but he’s certainly young,” O’Donnell explained, his eyes lighter than before. “Seems nice enough, though he needs to keep it down at night. That was quite a racket he made. Our guest room is on the other end of the house from the master and I could still hear him.”
Brody’s fists clenched at the thought.
“See, he’s doing a lot of things right now that many psychologists would call physical tells,” Tucker said in a low voice. “Tight fists. Clenched jaw. His skin flushed. Now that could be a sign of anger or embarrassment or even sexual arousal. I don’t think it’s the third, though, because he seems pretty hetero to me.”
“If you don’t shut your trap, mate, I’ll shut it for you.” He should have come alone.
O’Donnell was laughing. “This is the best. I thought it would be a rough day, but this has definitely made it better. Maybe Tucker should stay here with us and irritate the shit out of Big Tag.”
Tucker would be dead in a day. Or Big Tag would find him amusing and set him on everyone else.
Before Brody could foist Tucker off on the Dallas office, Remy strode back in and had every single bit of Brody’s attention. He’d put on jeans, but hadn’t bothered with shoes. He’d managed to throw on a shirt, but it was unbuttoned. None of that set off Brody’s instincts the way the Browning pistol in the Cajun’s hand did.
“We’re on our way down,” Guidry was saying into his phone. “Check the security footage. I want to know which way she went and who went with her. And block one of the elevators. I know it’s quitting time, but I need one up here and dedicated to getting me down there ASAP. Lock out everyone but McKay-Taggart.”
Brody’s heart sped up. “What’s happened?”
Two new men came out of the locker room. Riley Blade and Shane Landon, if he remembered correctly. Both men were carrying their sidearms. Unlike their boss, they’d managed to put on shoes, though both sported wet hair.
Guidry strode out, obviously expecting everyone to follow. He moved toward the lifts. “Approximately three minutes ago, someone walked into the lobby screaming that he needed a doctor.”
“Bloody hell.” There was no question in Brody’s mind what Steph would do. It wouldn’t matter that she was in danger. She would go anywhere, with anyone, if she thought she was needed.
Li had his mobile out, putting it to his ear as they made it to the lifts. “Steph? Pick up the phone. Damn it. She’s not answering. I gave her a new phone this morning. I told her to keep it with her at all times.”
“Which she wouldn’t if she was doing CPR on someone,” Blade pointed out. “I’m taking the stairs.”
Guidry nodded and pointed to Landon. “Go with him. Hopefully we make it down first, but head out the minute you hit the floor.”
“Well, I hadn’t gotten to the cardio portion of my day,” Landon said before taking off for the stairs.
Brody waited for the lift doors to open, cursing the fact that Taggart had to have the best views.