But how do I know my enemies haven’t already flipped her?
Nadia’s offer seems a little too good to be true, and I need to think before diving in.
“I am not naïve enough to believe one woman can make a difference,” Nadia replies. “I’ve been working for your family long enough to know real power.”
“I’ll consider your offer.”
“That woman who left the office a short while ago, she’s hiding something from you,” Nadia says.
I blink and stare at her. “Excuse me?”
“She’s good friends with London.” Nadia’s eyes are tight and assessing now, and focused on me. “I can find out for you.”
“You’re offering to spy on her?”
Nadia shrugs. “I’ll do what needs to be done.”
At this point, you need her almost as much as she needs you. Having an extra pair of eyes can’t hurt, especially not someone with Nadia’s skills. Just don’t let her see how eager you are.
“You’ll do what I tell you to do,” I correct. “And the terms of your contract will be drafted according to the security threat posed during the extraction.”
“I understand,” Nadia says. “Thank you.”
“I haven’t agreed to anything.”
Nadia clears her throat. “I’m also willing to work in the club.”
I press my lips together and say nothing.
“I’ve seen clubs like this before,” Nadia says. “I know what goes on behind closed doors.”
“She must mean a great deal to you.”
Is it enough for Nadia to sign her life, and everything that entails, to me?
Nadia offers me a curt nod. “She does.”
“Very well.” I move back behind the desk and sit down. “You’ll continue with your current assignment in addition to following Miss Deveroux.”
“Understood.”
“Discretion is of the utmost importance. You’ve been in this business a long time, so I’m sure you’re aware of what happens if you’re caught.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’ll consider your proposition.”
I gesture to the door, and she waits for a moment longer before she disappears. As soon as she’s gone, I go back to mylaptop and stare at the screen without blinking. The names and numbers don’t make any sense.
One more set of eyes can’t hurt, and you have dealt with Nadia before, so it’s not like the DA guy.
Still, there are too many unknown variables, too many pawns on the chessboard for me to be comfortable with.
I need to stay focused and level-headed for what’s next.
But as I shut down my laptop, tuck it under my arm, and head back to the manor, all I can think about is London.
I’m still no closer to figuring out what she’s up to, and I’m not sure I want to.
