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“Leave her alone, Striker. I mean it. What you’re doing isn’t funny, no matter what my husband may think.”
“I’m with you, baby, all the way,” said Razor.
Striker leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees.
“If you have something else to say, now’s your chance,” she told him, sitting down in the chair near him.
He shook his head. “I don’t.”
“What happened, Striker? Why did you break up with her?” she murmured.
“I’m no good for her.”
“Why didn’t you give her a chance to make that decision for herself?”
“I couldn’t.”
“Because she would’ve told you that you were wrong.”
Striker nodded and stood. “I’m going to call it a night. I’ll see you both on Monday.”
“Hold up, we still need to talk about your conversation with the ambassador.”
“Right. Forgot all about it.”
“Tell you what. We’re both tired. Let’s meet down in Harmony tomorrow, and you can fill me in.”
Striker nodded. “Thanks, Raze.”
He walked to his car after thanking Ava for dinner, knowing every word she’d said was right. It wasn’t just that he had to stop “acting interested” in Aine, he couldn’t be around her at all. When he was, he couldn’t help himself from watching every move she made.
Nothing would change when the plumber went home. He was hurting Aine with his behavior, not her new boyfriend.
Tomorrow he’d lay it on the line for Razor. If he wanted them to remain a team on this mission, Striker had to be the one calling the shots. The first change he intended to make was where they worked each day.
Instead of driving to the inn where he might run into Aine and Stuart, he went to the house in Harmony. Tonight he’d evaluate what monitoring systems were there, and since it was where he and Razor planned to meet, he might as well sleep there too.
Striker spent all day Saturday in Pismo Beach after he’d spoken to Razor and they decided to postpone their meeting until Monday.
“Is there anything you learned that we have to act on right away?”
“There isn’t. We’re still playing the watch-and-wait game for now.”
Per usual, he’d slept like crap, even after getting a hotel room right on the beach last night. He finally got out of bed at eight, went for a run, came back and showered, and was now out in search of breakfast.
Across the street from his hotel, he saw a diner. When he approached the entrance, the woman walking in at the same time he was, said hello.
“Hi,” he answered.
“Good run this morning?”
“Uh…yeah.”
“Sorry, I was out there too. I guess you don’t remember seeing me.”
“I had a lot on my mind.”
“Are you meeting someone?” she asked when the hostess approached.
