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Gabe grinned at that. "I didn't know we were doing the whole person thing, love. But all right. Yeah. I'm your person. You're my person."
I laughed. "Oh, Saff is my person."
"Saff is not your person. I am your person." He looked so cute when he was perturbed with his furrowed brow.
"Darling, can we fight about this later? I'm about to ruin the asset's day."
Gabe put up his hands and acquiesced. "Yes, love. To be continued."
Jennings interrupted our banter. "What the fuck is going on here?"
"Oh, yes. I was getting to that. This man here is in charge of, well, occasionally of me and several other people in the intelligence community. You know, real black box sort of stuff where we'd tell you, but then we'd have to kill you, that sort of thing. And Mr. Tate, you and your family have been naughty, so we had to come look into your adventures. And now you've fucked about with one of his agents. Me."
Jennings looked very confused. "You're an agent? Is this some kind of fucking joke?"
"I assure you, it’s no joke. My whole job was to find out your connection to a group of men called the Syndicate."
Tate’s eyes grew wide. "No. I don't know what you're talking about."
He started to scoot around the coffee table to leave, but Gabe blocked his way.
"Uh-uh-uh, don't go anywhere. That would be rude. Gabe and I just want information."
"Who the hell are you people?"
"Okay, I guess I should have backtracked a little. My name is Tabatha. Not Bracknell though. So that makes your little NDA null and void. Although, I won't be telling the police about your abuse. I have a whole different kind of justice for you."
He flinched then. "What is this?"
"Sit down, and we shall tell you what it is."
He looked like he might try to run again, and Gabe scowled and shook his head. "The lady told you to sit the fuck down. Do what she says. She's still mad about the other night. I could let her take it out on you. Did I mention she's very, very good with a knife?"
Tate's eyes went wide. "What the fuck is this?"
Gabe nodded at me then, and I took a seat next to the piece of shit. "Here's the deal. You have some very interesting companions."
Gabe pulled out the folder, showing Tate images of him and Gennifer Goode. He frowned at them. "That was a business deal."
"Sure it was. Do you know that Gennifer Goode is working with an organization called the Syndicate?"'
He coughed. "I don't know anything about that. She uses us for some property holding things and art she wanted to store. I don't know about anything else."
"Of course you don't. What you also don't know is she is also a clandestine agent."
He coughed. "What?"
"Yeah, you got caught by two different women."
"No. That would mean…"
Gabe nodded his head. "Your company has been tied to terrorist activities."
"My father is the one who really knows her."
I laughed. "Oh yes, your father, dirtbag that he is. You know, you had me believing it was your father that was the wanker. But it turns out you’re his son through and through."
Gabe’s voice was low and menacing when he spoke. "You are going to give us everything you have on Gennifer Goode. And as an added bonus, you are going to introduce me to everyone she introduced you to at this party." We showed Jennings a picture of the gala.
