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“Do you want company?” Toby asked.
“No, I’m good.” I was already halfway out the door.
On the drive to Brennan Auction, my brain was ticking over the entire time.
Who the hell was behind Platinum Holdings?
I planned to find out.
When I reached Brennans, I noted my car was gone. Shit. I was guessing NOPD had organized for it to be towed. I’d need to track down where it had gone.
I parked my FBI SUV and got out. My nerves stretched tight, and I scanned around. I didn’t see any would-be shooters hanging around.
“You’re fine, London,” I murmured as I headed for the front door. When I strode into the auction house, an elegant woman came out of the main display room. She looked like a model, with artfully done blonde hair, a thin body, and a stylish, black wrap dress.
She eyed my pants and shoes with a whiff of disdain. “May I help you?”
“I’m Agent London Coleman with the Treasury Department. I’m working with the FBI task force. You sent records to our office, Ms.…?”
“Ms. Leary. Estelle. I recall, yes.”
“Some files are missing.”
“I sent you everything we had, Agent Coleman.”
“The detailed records on sales to a company called Platinum Holdings are missing.”
She frowned, but barely. I was guessing Botox made it tough.
“I need to see those files,” I continued.
“I’m afraid Mr. Brennan is out at the moment.”
“I need them now, Estelle.”
She straightened, and Botox or not, it didn’t stop her bitchy look. “I can’t do anything without Mr. Brennan’s—”
“Is there a problem?”
The low drawl from behind me almost made me jolt. I could feel him, like he exuded an energy that I could detect. That I was finely attuned to.
Estelle’s face changed, as did her body language. “Mr. Fury, it’s a pleasure to see you.”
He stopped beside me. He was wearing another perfect suit; dark blue, today. It probably cost more than my monthly salary.
He reached out and ran a hand down my ponytail. “London.”
I narrowed my gaze. What was he doing?
“Mr. Fury,” I said.
He smiled, which absolutely did not melt things inside me.
“You left your keys in my car when I dropped you at work today.” He held them out.
I snatched them back, annoyance making me bite my tongue.
Estelle’s face smoothed out, but she couldn’t quite hide her disappointment.
