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Lilah moves slowly, scooting her rear toward the edge of the bed and planting her bare feet on the floor. I guide the shoulder straps of her dress back up to cover her breasts and she smirks at me.
“Thank you,” she says.
I pull her up to stand and entwine our fingers to keep her from slipping free. Her nose turns up with annoyance, but she says nothing. I fetch my gun off the table nearby and stash it in her bag as she steps back into her shoes.
We move into the hallway, walking together toward the elevator. I keep one eye on her the entire time, watching for the slightest twitch. She remains calm and steady, as we agreed.
The elevator doors open. We make eye contact for a second before I force her to step on.
“Your turn,” I say.
She stares straight ahead at the closing doors. “For what?”
“We know why I went after you. Why did you try to kill me?”
Her lips curl. “Because you were my target.”
The elevator stops and opens on the golden lobby. A line of men stands outside, waiting to board with young women stashed beneath their arms. I pull Lilah off and wait until they’re out of earshot before digging for more information.
“Your target?”
She keeps her smile. “Yes.”
“Who sent you?”
“My employer.”
“Right, but who paid for it?”
Lilah presses her lips together in silent amusement without breaking her stride.
I stop in my tracks and give her arm a slight yank. She spins back and flutters her dark lids up at me.
“Who wants me dead?” I ask.
“Is that a long list or something?”
I search the lobby, ignoring the snarky quip. If Lilah was sent here on official Snake Eyes business, then she wouldn’t be alone.
“Where’s your other half?” I ask.
Her shoulders bounce. “I haven’t the slightest idea.”
My chest sinks as my ego dissolves. “You lured me to that bar, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I did.”
“I didn’t entice you upstairs at all, did I?”
“No, you did not.”
“Dammit…”
I tug her along with me. Hairs stand on the back of my neck. That adorable front desk girl frowns at us as we pass by. I give her a kind nod, but she quickly twists away.
“If it makes you feel any better,” she says as we enter the parking lot. “I’m sure your dashing blue eyes would have melted the panties off a lesser woman.”
“Don’t get too high up on that horse, Lilah,” I say into her smirking face, desperate to win back any piece of dignity I can. “You were dripping more than a wet sponge up there.”
