Page 55 of My Super Sexy Spy
Marta snorted and pressed the gun harder against my head. “Enough of this. We’re two to your one. Show yourself and we’ll spare you and the girl as long as she cooperates.”
“It’swoman,” I corrected her. “As women we need to move away from the wordgirlwhen referring to grown women. We don’t refer to grown men as boys, do we?”
“I refer to all men as boys,” Marta replied in a way that actually made me believe her. “Now where is it?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said entirely unconvincingly. “I already told you. All Gino gave me was some cash and an Amex card. An Amex Black because if you’re trying to buy back the love of your daughter, that’s the way to do it.”
It took her a second, but then her eyes lit up. “Dmitri, do you have the purse?”
He pulled it out of his pants pocket. Marta grabbed it and took out the Amex and dropped the purse on the floor. Black, just as I’d described.
“The chip,” she murmured. “It must be in the chip.”
“Let’s take it and go,” Dmitri said, his head on a swivel, waiting for Liam to make his move.
She pulled the gun away from my head and held it out in front of her. “I could shoot you, but it would just be a bother to get the blood out of my clothes.”
And with that, Boris and Natasha, aka the Russian twins, aka Douchebag and Bee-otch left.
Stepping out from the shadows of the one of the closed doors, Liam was whistling as he walked over and locked the door and bolted it just in case they decided to come back.
“That seemed a little too easy,” I said as he walked over to stand in front of me. Damn, he looked good. Jeans and a tight gray Henley. Had there ever been a time when I didn’t think he was the sexiest man alive?
His lips twitched. “A little. The power of suggestion is an incredible thing. Nice job reminding them about the credit card.”
“How did you find me?”
“I have my ways,” he said, still smiling.
Expecting him to move behind me to untie the ropes, I looked up and saw that he was checking out the view, which was mostly me in a wrecked dress and my bra and panties.
“Yo! Dude! You going to untie me, or what?”
“I’m considering it,” he said with his hand under his chin like I was an experiment he was studying. “I’m thinking we didn’t have a lot of time to get into theextrasduring our one night together. This tied-and-helpless look is really doing it for me.”
I scowled at him. “Are you getting a boner right now?”
He cupped himself in the crotch. “Yup. But in fairness, I’ve had it since you told Dmitri how you like to suck my cock.”
“I was trying to rile him up, keep my enemy off guard,” I said. “This was a fairly dangerous situation. They were going to torture me.”
“Nah. I would have rescued you long before that.”
Deciding I was going to have to get myself out of this mess, I started squirming in the chair, creating a little separation in the rope around my wrists. Then with a twist to the right and to the left I felt my right hand come loose.
Proud of my accomplishment, I showed him my free hand. “See, I didn’t need you that much.”
“Hey, pretty cool.”
I shrugged, using my free hand to release the other one. “Small hands. They were good for pocket picking— Shit, now I have to think back and remember if the only pockets I’d ever picked were of some guy who just happened to have cash in his suit coat. Sent there by my father.”
I stood and wrapped my dress around me like a sarong.
“You met Gino,” Liam said. “He told me.”
“Yeah. I met him. Don’t ask me how I feel about any of it. But what did you do with him? He’s really sick.”
“He’s in the apartment below this one. Staying with some very nice Parisians who agreed to watch over your father while I checked out an emergency alert from the penthouse apartment.”
