Page 129 of Chandelier Enthralled
“Right.”
“I’m looking forward to hearing what you were working on yesterday. When you were out of the office.”
“I can share that.”
“We are sending you out into the field.”
I smiled. “That sounds great!”
“Tomorrow night, I need you to escort one of our journalists. We need you to be present when she goes in to contact our source.”
“A source?”
“Yes, our key figure.” She narrowed her gaze on me. “She’s going to seduce him.”
I returned her stare, feeling the weight of the moment, realizing I might be the only one who could stop herfrom hurting anyone else.
“Is that legal?”
She smirked and shook her head playfully.
Her easy elegance, the control and the power she wielded effortlessly—all of this hid a nest in which she ensnared her victims. “It’s a special assignment,” she said. “Do you want to be part of something special?”
I felt a jolt of uncertainty in my chest.
I was conflicted about whether to tell her I could never use someone like that. But then again, I had been warned so there should be no surprise.
“There’s a hotel opening in Beverly Hills.”
My stomach twisted as I sensed where this was going. I tried not to show my uneasiness.
“What’s the story?”
She raised a finger. “Who’s the story.”
“Is she covering the event?”
“Architect Greyson Grantchester. He’s a hard man to get close to. Very secretive.”
I swallowed my surprise. “Wasn’t there an incident at his home?” I said cautiously.
“You heard about that?” She studied my face. “Impressive.”
“I read it on Dredge,” I lied.
“Time for the tough questions.”
My heart ached for my friend, the man I had come to adore and wanted to protect. Objecting wouldn’t help him now. They’d just remove me from the situation.
“There’s not much about him online,” she said.
“Is there anything specifically you want to know?”
“We had a tip his ex-girlfriend was afraid of him.”
“The one who died?”
“Turned up dead in his pool.”
