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“I can pay you.”
I shook my head. “I don’t want your money.”
Bastian paused for a moment, staring at me like I’d just said something bizarre. He stood and pulled up his pants, which I hadn’t even seen him remove last night.
“I’ll have someone cover your shift, so you can come back with us and get set up with the security.”
It wasn’t lost on me that, just as I’d committed to leaving the FBI, I’d been given an unheard-of opportunity into Bastiano Romano’s penthouse.
Who knew how much intel the place held?
None of it interested me.
I wanted to help Tessie.
Nothing else.
I was such a mess.
“Security?”
“Your own badge to enter and exit the building, a key to the penthouse, and biometrics. Do you have a car?”
I raised a brow. “Do you pay me enough to own a car?”
“You won’t need a parking spot in the garage then. It’ll be quick. A few scans, and you’re good.” He rattled off a text message as he spoke. “They’ll have the key and badge ready for you by the time we get there.”
Tessie ran out into the hall with a giant duffle bag that fit my entire wardrobe in her hand. “I’m ready. I got your clothes.”
“What?” I went to grab the bag from her.
This was enough clothes to stay the rest of the month.
No way would I sleep over at Bastian’s. Letting him spend the night on my couch after he scoured the city for an uncle I knew was either dead or soon-to-be dead was one thing, but moving into his place…
Even as I thought it, I knew I wouldn’t fight it.
I didn’t want to be his Apate.
“Good idea.” Bastian nodded and grabbed it from her hand before I could. “You’ll probably need all this until…” He trailed off and glanced at Tessie.
I turned to her. “How did you know to pack the bag?”
She looked so proud of herself. “I ear dropped.”
“Eavesdropped,” Bastian corrected.
She turned to him. “Who are you and everyone looking for?”
“Whom,” Bastian corrected again, like he was buying time. He glanced my way, shot me a shut-up look, and turned back to his sister. “Adult business.”
“But—”
“Do you want breakfast or not? We might not make it back before Luna leaves if you keep talking.”
She shut her mouth then opened it again. “It better be pancakes.”
It wasn’t.
