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“I’m not here to start a fight.” I told her. “Can I talk to you alone?”
Seema glanced back at Levi then back to me and nodded.
She led me through a side door that required a code, then down a hall and into what looked like a break room. It was empty except for a vending machine that seemed as if it was on its last leg, a tattered sofa, a pool table that seemed as if it was missing a bunch of the balls, and a coffee machine.
That too had seen better days.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Finch?”
“Carter—you seem tired so I’m going to cut to the chase.” I cleared my throat. “I want to offer you a job.”
She quirked a brow at me.
“I have a job.”
“I know—consider what I’m offering you a vacation.” I shrugged. “Once my gig is over, you can come back to this and life goes on.”
“What’s the job?”
“Watch my son until I can figure out who tried to grab me.”
“You have a child?” Surprise was rich in her voice.
She exhaled—like she was catching herself to reel in her reaction.
“What you need is a bodyguard.” Seema explained, walking over to the machine.
After she put money in, the machine simply beeped at her but didn’t dispense anything.
Swearing under her breath, she slammed a fist into the side a couple times.
A drink fell down to the bottom and she removed it.
“I’m no bodyguard.” She added, pulling the tab. “Besides, how do you know I could do that job?”
“Ex-army?”
“Of course, you did a background on me.” She flopped onto the sofa. “Then you know that I’m damaged. You’ve seen the limp. I’m in no position to protect anyone.”
“You’re not damaged and I’d fight anyone who says otherwise.” I hunched down in front of her. “If you’re worried about coming back here—worried your job being here for you, I’ll speak with your boss—hell if that’s an issue, I’ll start you your own company.”
She hung her head.
“I just need someone to take my son places, ensure he makes it through then take him home again.” I pushed.
“Maybe Charlie could—”
“He doesn’t have your skillset or background.”
“Whoever did my background—”
“Lives too far away and he has a job of his own.” I told her.
“Can I think about it?”
I nodded and stood.
“To be fair,” I said. “That’s all I can really ask.”
