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I threw a look over my shoulder, biting my inner cheek to keep from laughing. As soon as they realized I’d noticed them, the two men turned around. “Somehow, I think they did. You’re incorrigible.”

“Nah, just an asshole.”

CHAPTER 21

Maddox

“Long time no hear,” Damon Zephyr said as he answered his phone.

“Maybe not long enough.” What the hell was I doing hungering for the woman while she had a target on her back? I hadn’t wanted to mention I’d noticed more than the two Feds following us.

There’d been at least two other individuals who’d taken more than a keen interest in where we were headed.

I didn’t like it. Was it possible it was just another agency keeping track? Maybe, but I had no doubt Alfaro was pissed. Maybe I should have left the man a calling card when I’d killed his men, so he’d known what he was dealing with.

“You’re the one who moved just a couple hours away.”

I huffed as I headed outside, studying the street as I’d been doing since leaving the attorney’s offices. “You know about that.”

“I know everything.” And he did. I shouldn’t consider Damon a friend since he was technically a conman, giving up his high paying position in the corporate world for working with some shady individuals for financial gain.

To the tune of millions.

He laughed. “Kage told me when we talked a couple months ago. Are you finally going to take me up on my job offer?” he pressed.

“I don’t think so. I’m not a computer whiz. I need a favor.”

“Wow. To what do I owe this honor?”

“Very funny,” I told him. “Kage mentioned you’re living outside DC. True?”

“Yeah, I have a place on the outskirts of Alexandria. What do you need?”

“Do you have plans for tonight? A job you’re working on?”

Damon laughed. “You caught me at a good time. Leaving for Paris in a couple days for a job. You want to grab a drink?”

“No, I need to bring a friend of mine by your house and a use a computer. I know you have several.”

“O-kay. Anything else?”

Our odd friendship had worked over the years. He’d saved my life, charging into a situation that had all but cost him his. I’d done the same just before he’d been shifted to another unit. “A ride? Maybe some dinner?”

“You don’t ask much, buddy. Do you?” His laugh was full of jest.

“I’ll pay you back. You know I’m good for it.”

“Eh,” he snorted. “We’ll see about that. Where are you?”

“I’ll text you the address. I don’t need to tell you that no one can know about this. That includes picking us up at the hotel.”

“Now you have me curious. What in the world have you gotten yourself in the middle of?”

“The truth is I’m not sure, but I don’t want to talk about it over the phone.”

“When do you need me?”

I glanced at my watch. “Twenty-four minutes. Can you swing it?”

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