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She nodded, horror filling her. “And not just our military, but most of our allies as well.”
“Are you a secret expert in satellite targeting systems?” Shep asked.
“No.” She tapped on the keyboard. “Let me look into Flux a bit more. It was designed by a tech company called ZonaTech…”
Oh, God.An icy cold washed over her.
“What is it?” Boone asked.
She swallowed, her throat tight. “I did work with ZonaTech. When I was at Expanse. I was the project lead.”
He leaned forward. “What was the project, Gemma?”
She swallowed again. “Data storage for low-orbit communications satellites. We did lots of behind-the-scenes systems stuff.”
“Systems that ZonaTech then probably used when they created Flux for military applications,” Shep said.
Boone nodded. “Carruthers thinks that you can give him a backdoor into Flux.”
“Which he then wants to sell off to the highest bidder.” She pressed a hand to her stomach. “I feel sick.”
“Send the intel to Vander.”
She nodded and saw Shep and Boone lock gazes.
“It isn’t just Gemma’s safety at risk now,” Boone said quietly, “but national security. Hell, global security. If terrorists or unfriendly nations could redirect other countries’ missiles and drones…
“How could someone do this?” Gemma shot to her feet. “Carruthers must have no conscience.”
Boone rose and wrapped his arms around her. “Like a lot of people, he just cares more about money and power.”
She looked up at him. “You don’t?”
His gaze locked on hers. “I have more than enough money. I don’t need much. And I don’t give a flying fuck about power.” For a second, his gaze changed, and she knew he’d gone somewhere dark. “In life-or-death situations, it doesn’t matter much.”
“You haven’t once asked about my father, or—”
Boone gripped her jaw. “Because what I feel for you has nothing to do with your father.”
God, this man. She managed a small smile. “You don’t want a job at Expanse?”
“Fuck, no.”
“Or a Ferrari and a few million dollars?”
He shook his head. “I’m a truck man, and I don’t need a few million dollars.”
“You really mean that,” she murmured.
“Yes.” He nibbled her lips. “Now, more of your sweet body, and lots of your cupcakes, those I want.”
“I’ll take a Ferrari,” Shep said.
She jerked. She’d forgotten the other man was there. Shep headed for the door.
“My cue to leave. Thanks for dinner, Gemma. I’ll see you two in the morning.” Then he was gone.
Gemma wound her arms around Boone, and he pulled her close. Right here, she felt safe. Like nothing could touch her.
