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"Today we're going back to Gina Foreman's." Mikayla turned as he twisted around in his chair. "Jarvis said Eddie was trying to sell plans and sabotage the project. I didn't have that information when I sent some friends to go through the Foreman home office. I want to check it myself again."
She blinked back at him. "You had friends go through the office?"
"I do have friends." His brow arched with an edge of amusement.
"Well, of course you do." She cleared her throat, still staring back at him in surprise. "You didn't tell me you were having friends check out the office, though."
"My bad. I'll make sure I don't make that mistake again." He turned back to the laptop and began scrolling through a file he'd pulled up.
"Your bad?" she asked slowly.
"My mistake." He shrugged.
"Who are your friends?" she asked, intensely curious. He glanced over his shoulder. "I could tell you, but then they might have to kill one of us. I'm more valuable to them."
"But I'm nicer," she informed him archly. "Give me an hour and they would like me much better than they like you."
There was a brief chuckle. "I have no doubt of that." Her eyes narrowed on him. "You're being too secretive again."
"I can't tell you who my friends are," he said as she pulled out the chair and sat down across from him. "What I can tell you is that if Eddie was up to something dirty, then the evidence is out there. We'll find it."
At least he was saying "we" and not "I."
"Good." Sipping her coffee, she sat back in the chair and watched him silently for several moments before saying, "When are we going to Gina's?" He checked his watch. "A few more minutes. I want to time it just right."
"And what would you consider 'just right'?"
His lips quirked. "Just right is just before she leaves. I don't want her looking over my shoulder, and I'm hoping she'll trust you enough to let us stay in the house after she leaves."
Mikayla stared back at him worriedly. "I wouldn't bet on that happening." He smiled back at her. "We'll see."
We'll see.
177
Three hours later, Mikayla stood with Nik on Gina Foreman's doorstep. The door swung open to reveal a harried, drowsy Gina Foreman. Dark blond hair was mussed, chocolate brown eyes were sleepy, and it was apparent she had just come from bed.
So much for catching her before she went in to work.
"Mikayla?" Confusion filled Gina's voice. "Mr. Steele?"
"I'm sorry, Gina." Mikayla smiled. "We wanted to ask you a few more questions before you went to work."
Gina shook her head. "I called in this morning. I needed a personal day." She stood back. "But come in. I'll answer what I can."
Mikayla could feel the tension emanating from Nik as he moved in beside her.
"Would you like some coffee or something?" Gina tugged a ragged, threadbare brown robe tighter around her and pushed her hair back from her face as she rubbed her foot against her ankle.
"Nothing, Gina," Mikayla replied. "If you could just help us out a little."
"Sure." Moving to the small seating area, Gina sat down in a recliner and stared back at them inquisitively. "How can I help you?"
Nik and Mikayla sat on the couch across from her.
Now what did Nik have planned? Mikayla wondered. Gina wasn't exactly falling in line with the plan he had.
"Mrs. Foreman, did Eddie say anything about needing more money than normal?
