Yes, she was, when the odds were even.
“I can look after her contracts if you want?”
I looked up again and met his stare. “I have it covered, Johnathan.”
Heading back to the car, I called Charlie. “Where is Johnathan Hines?”
“I don’t care, do I?”
“Find him. Be subtle. I want his ass in front of me in my office tonight.”
Charlie sighed. “Okay. Do I need to know why?”
“He’s the missing piece.”
Getting back in my car, I headed back to the office, and I called Cooper and filled him in.
“Son of a bitch,” he snarled. “It’s so fucking obvious.”
And it really, really was. I’d thought they were smart, that’s why I almost failed her. Because I thought they were cleverer than me. I had doubted my own instincts.
They weren’t clever, they were greedy fucking assholes who’d nearly bested me because I gave them too much fucking credit and, in doing so, I let her down.
