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She nodded as though something had clicked into place. “Your brother said he didn’t think you knew they owned the mineral rights.”
“Mineral rights to what?” I grilled.
“I don’t know. Then he said something to the effect that you weren’t doing anything with SPE. That you didn’t care if it failed. They don’t think you can make it through the end of the year, especially without the mineral rights.”
My foot began to tap at a rapid pace. Mineral rights. Mineral rights. Surely, they weren’t talking about the ones that belonged to SPE. There’s no way they could own those. I’d bought them when I purchased—“Son of a bitch.”
“What?”
“I need to look at that contract, the one I did with Dad. I read it, but that legal shit turns into a bunch of mumbo jumbo. He might have sold me Carter Energy without conveying any of the mineral rights.”
“Is that bad?”
“Without those, the damn company is worthless.”
“They don’t think you know that you don’t own the pipeline either. They’ve shored up the LLC so you can’t touch it.”
“Fuck.” I slammed my fist into the brick wall. Sonya didn’t even flinch. “I need you to get me a laptop. Mine’s obviously compromised.”
“Sure. You can use mine,” she said without hesitation, already ducking out of my coat.
She took off down the alley instead heading back into the building.
I caught her hand. “Where are you going?”
Impatience shaped the expression on her face. “To get a laptop,” she said slowly as if I was an idiot. “It’s not far from here.”
“I can’t let you go by yourself. It’s too dangerous.”
“What if my bodyguard goes with me? I could use some extra clothes.”
“Do you have an apartment nearby, Tigress?” I asked, intrigued by all the things I still didn’t know about her.
“Why would I need one when somebody else is always willing to share theirs?” She gave me a mischievous smile.
“You’ll have to pay for a cab.”
She appeared ready to knee me in the crotch. What was new? “This relationship is the worst I’ve ever been in. I have to do all the work.”
“I’ll more than make it up to you later,” I promised with a salacious smirk.
“Sex doesn’t count.” We went out to the street and hailed a cab.
“I was going to let you watch me get off again,” I said, and she swatted me before rattling off an address to the driver. “We’ll get you a friend. I’ll let you play with her whileIwatch.”
“Who says my friend would be a her?” she sassed.
Twenty minutes later,we arrived at a warehouse-type building. She keyed in a code in a panel by the door. We immediately took the stairs inside the entrance, climbing up two flights. I followed her into a long hallway, with metal rollaway doors lining both sides. A mini-storage warehouse.
She stopped in front of a space that was wider than some of the others we’d passed. She unlocked the door and thrust it upward. My brows shot up to my hairline.
In a ten-by-twenty unit, clothes, accessories, shoes, handbags, and God knew what else were neatly organized so she could find whatever she wanted in an instant. I let out a low whistle, and she gave me a scathing look before marching straight to the back corner.
“Take your pick,” Sonya said, opening a cabinet stocked with laptops, tablets, and cell phones . . . a techie’s dream. Her selection rivaled mine in Houston.
“Why are you working off your debt at Paths of Purpose when you could easily cash in some of this, pay it off, and be done with it?”
She froze, those wild eyes locking with mine. “Because I want to.”
