Sebastian ran a hand up his back, and it was warm, even through the tuxedojacket.
“I love you,” Drew said, overwhelmed with relief because he’d gotten another chance to say those words. He would say them over and over andover.
“Yeah, it’s Cook. Go ahead,” Sean said into hisearpiece.
Bas’s mouth caressed his temple. Somewhere to one side, he could almost swear he heard a sniffle, followed by the rough rumble of Damon’s voice. He tuned out everything butSebastian.
“Oh, Jesus. Yeah, I’m seeing it,” Sean said, and Drew twisted his head to look at the monitor. Off to the side of the auction room, something had caught on fire. Thick gray smoke roiled around the room, and the sprinklers turnedon.
“Yeah,” Sean continued. “Okay, yes, I’m on my way. No, hold off until I arrive! I wanna see this bastard’s face when we take himdown.”
“Looks like there was a small incendiary device in addition to the bomb we found,” Sean told them. He waved his hand to the ceiling. “Idiot didn’t realize the place is covered in sprinklers! Anyway, remote detonators on both devices, and we traced the mobile phone used to detonate those bombs to the roof of the Parkside across the street. You guys?” he said, his words tight with tension. “We’ve got him. And now I’m gonna go seal thedeal.”
Drew sensed Bas’s arms tightening around him, felt Bas’s hot breath against his ear whispering sweet, filthy words, though he could barely hear them. He pressed his eyes closed and thanked God that it was allover.
“Open the door, Deb,” Sean said, strapping a vest over his tuxedo like James Bond in Kevlar. “Then lock it behind me, and no one leaves until we clear the scene. I’m meeting up with the team across the street and Alexei and I are going to have a little chat.” He smiled at the others. “Firefighters are on the scene to help the bomb unit finish clearing the place. You wait here and I’ll text you a picture of his pretty face when I’ve read him his rights,okay?”
“Yeah,” Drew said. “That’s more thanokay.”
