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Noah is the best person I know. He’s loyal. He’s a genius at what he does. And he’s a genuinely good guy, with a cut-throat edge, especially when it comes to business.
He also knows me very well. Through his exhaustion, he smirks. “She must have been something special.”
I can’t help but relent at his expression. I sit in one of the leather chairs, clinking my glass against his. Despite everything, I feel like celebrating. “She fucking was.”
“You definitely seem more relaxed, brother.”
It’s true. And it’s a point of difference. I don’t want to compare Tex to Rylee in any way because there’s no comparison. But it’s glaringly obvious—not just to me, but to my brother—that Rylee had the opposite effect, and so have most of the other women I’ve been with in the past.
Not that there have been hundreds. I’m not a player.
Not because I’ve got holier-than-thou scruples, but more because I’ve been too busy and too distracted. Women always seem to fucking complicate things and cause more stress than they’re worth. I have never in my life fallen blissfully into any kind of relationship without immediately feeling trapped by it.
Until now.
Sex with Tex was—I’d never say this out loud—miraculous. I feel so fucking good. Almost happy, which isn’t something that shows up on my radar all that often.
But where the fuck is she?
Who the fuck is she?
I’m a Type A billionaire CEO. And I can’t find the girl of my dreams—who’s real and who walked out on me—to save my goddamn life.
I’ve spent every possible opportunity over the past eight hours googling like a maniac, following every possible lead I can think of.
There were four companies from Dallas represented at the Emerging Into Investments conference. But none of them put photos of their employees online. So I wrote down the name of every female employee at each of the companies I could find and started stalking them.
So far, no luck.
I remembered overhearing Tex talking to someone named Sky when I sat down next to her at the bar. So I spent another hour googling people named Sky in Dallas. Basically, a ridiculous thing to do.
I found nothing.
I’m starting to get the feeling Tex doesn’t live and work in Dallas.
But I’m hardly going to lay all of this out to Noah. He’s got enough on his plate. “Let’s just say Hawaii is more beautiful than I remember it.”
Noah smiles. “Good to hear.”
He looks so exhausted. “I want you to go home and get some sleep,” I tell him. “I just have a few more questions first.”
“Fire away.”
“Is there any chance we’ve got some idiot working for us who didn’t know what they were doing was illegal?”
“It’s a possibility. But I’d say an unlikely one.”
“Have we lost any clients?”
“No. Only the Gleeson group has contacted us. But Colton and I decided to send an email. We want the information coming from us, instead of through hearsay. I cc’d you.”
“Thank you.”
Noah swirls the whiskey round in his glass before taking a long sip. “We have an email.”
“An email?”
“We’re trying to figure out whether it’s as incriminating as it looks. Some of the leaked information can be traced back to one of our company addresses.”
