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I nodded, and Donovan closed the door on me. Although it wasn’t in my job description, I needed to find out what the hell was going on behind closed doors.
Turning, I strolled to the car with a renewed purpose. I unlocked it, slid into the driver’s seat, and started the engine. The Mercedes purred to life, and I headed away from Donovan’s place.
The day Pierce had brought me to meet Giselle and Donovan, we also assessed the property before we met them, looking for any weak areas that allowed unauthorized access. It turned out that, for someone dedicated to his sister’s security, Donovan had several places around the perimeter of his estate that were ideal for someone to sneak through and keep eyes on any activity.
I drove up the road, then turned right. Parking the car, I turned off the engine and climbed up the steep hill to the back of the estate. No other homes were on that side, so I didn’t have to worry about some bored housewife catching sight of me.
Within seconds, I skirted around the manor and hid in the trees. Donovan had a hell of a camera system outside, and the last thing I wanted to do was call attention to myself. When he and Pierce had discussed the job, Donovan had shared the security measures he currently had in place, which were top of the line. It was most likely why he didn’t give a fuck that Pierce had shared his concern about the entry points to his acreage. Donovan didn’t see a threat.
In my opinion, Donovan’s overconfidence was his weakness. Plus, he hadn’t ever dealt with me, so he had no idea what he was up against. I was highly trained to sneak in, make a kill, then retreat before anyone knew what had happened.
Sneaking around the edge of the land, I stilled, realizing I’d found the perfect place to take cover and keep an eye on the entrance. I crouched down, spotting the camera on this side of the house as it scanned the area.
“Stupid fuck,” I muttered. Donovan hadn’t mentioned that the cameras swept an area. It wasn’t a bad idea, but you needed additional coverage for the wide-open spots.
Minutes ticked by, then the sound of tires on the driveway caught my ears. I remained still as I trained my attention on an approaching black Escalade.
Once the car had parked, a burly man dressed in black climbed out and walked around to the passenger’s side. He opened the door, leaned in, then straightened and headed to the house … with a limp Giselle in his arms.
What the fuck?
My experience told me Giselle was alive, or Donovan wouldn’t have risked bringing her home. No wonder the bastard was nervous when I showed up this morning. He didn’t want me to see this. But what was wrong with Giselle? Had she tried to hurt herself again?
Beads of perspiration dotted my forehead, but I refused to move. My eyes cut to the corner of the manor. The camera was facing away from me, so I slowly wiped my sweat-slickened skin with the back of my hand. I could ask Sutton to hack the camera system, but I couldn’t make the request over a suspicion. I had to have a stronger reason than Donovan lying to me. People lied all of the time, and sometimes even for good reasons.
Minutes later, the burly dude strolled out of the house and got back into the car. Once he turned the vehicle, I made a mental note of the license plate as he drove away.
Just as quietly as I’d entered the property, I left without being detected. I slid down the hill, maintaining my balance as I stumbled onto the paved road. When I served in the military, I quickly developed the skill to slide down even the most treacherous hill on my feet. Even though I was no longer in combat, it was still valuable.
Jogging to my car, I used the key instead of the fob to unlock the door. If anyone was around, I didn’t want the beep of the Mercedes to alert them to my presence.
After I secured myself in the front seat, I started the car and eased the gear shift into drive. Glancing in my rearview mirror, I was confident that no one had seen me.
I pushed the button on the steering wheel, then gave the order to call my boss. Hopefully, he and Sutton could help me learn what was going on with Giselle. Afterward, I planned on heading over to Vaughn’s to chat with him and Claire.
The rest of the crew had flown in yesterday, including Hendrix, Cade, Franklin, and their significant others. It would be good to catch up with everyone since I suddenly had some time off.
“What’s up?” Pierce’s voice broke through my thoughts when he answered.
“Are you and Sutton home? I would like to swing by.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be working right now?” Pierce’s confusion carried through the Bluetooth speaker.
“Yeah, that’s what we need to chat about. He gave me some time off, but I have a bad feeling, man. Something isn’t right with Donovan.”
“We’re here. Head on over.” Concern dotted Pierce’s tone.
One thing about Pierce, we’d known each other since we were kids, and we always had each other’s backs. When one of us had an uneasy suspicion about a situation, the others listened. It was one of the things that made him such a good boss and friend.
“See you guys in fifteen.”
“Later,” Pierce said, then the call disconnected.
I flipped my turn signal on, made a right onto Highway 395, and headed out of Spokane. I felt there was something sinister going on that Donovan didn’t want me or Westbrook Security to learn about.Too bad, motherfucker. Sutton was a fucking genius at digging up information on people. If something awful was happening, then I was bound and determined to find out exactly what he was hiding.
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