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She’d looked at him with hate when a day ago she’d had a completely different emotion.
He stopped then backed up a few steps, looking into an office.
Baruti sat at a desk, typing away on a laptop.
Harper tapped on the door.
“Come in, have a seat,” Baruti said without glancing up. “Want to watch Sammy sleep?”
“What?” Harper circled the desk.
While Baruti was working on a laptop, the desktop was also running. There on the screen positioned to one side that showed the peaceful, sleeping face of Samuel.
“How’s he doing?” Harper asked. He’d gotten close with the FBI agent over the weeks spent working together.
“Good. They’re giving him more sedatives because he tried to get out of bed to work.”
Harper snorted. “Of course he did. Man, I’m glad to see him looking that good.”
“You know when he wakes up the first thing he’s going to ask for is—”
Harper grinned. “Where’s my suit?”
Baruti nodded. “You know it. Then when he gets the suit—”
“He’ll want to iron it himself.”
“Exactly.”
Harper laid his hand on Baruti’s shoulder. “He’s going to pull through. He’s going to be okay.”
“They’re talking about moving him, Jessica and Daar to a secure site and put them all under protective custody. Round-the-clock security.” His gaze rose to Harper. “They’ll be considering the same for you, too.”
“Me?” Harper shook his head.
“You got a lot of face time with a very wanted man. A man who has very dangerous friends. It makes sense all of you would become targets.”
Robin.
Fucking hell.
She didn’t deserve that.
Baruti gestured at the chairs up against the wall. “Sit. Stay awhile. Talk to me. They debriefed you yet?”
“Yeah. I mean, I’ve talked to Zora and Logan…”
“Hm. I see.”
Harper lowered himself into a chair and studied Baruti. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Baruti had a way of looking at people, like he was an impenetrable wall. It was no wonder so many things about him had remained a mystery until last year. But worse than that, Harper had never bothered to ask. And he wasn’t proud of that.
“You have a good vacation?” he asked.
“Yeah. We saw some family, and I got to knock out some of my honey-do list.”
Harper snorted. “Your husband gave you a honey-do list?”
