Holding her gaze, he said, “Then, you’ll learn why I set it.”
She rolled her eyes then looked away from him. Her eyes traveled to a small picture frame on the coffee table. She picked it up, causing Cannon to shake his head. Capri kept trying to leave personal touches around the safe house, but every time she did, Cannon would make them disappear. He didn’t use this place often, but when he did, it was for work. He never needed his professional and personal lives to mix.
It looked like she found time to make the drive out here and place yet another family photo here. It probably wasn’t the only one.
Turning the photo toward Cannon, Nahla asked, “Your family?”
Cannon nodded as he scanned the photo. “Yeah, my sister and grandma.”
Nahla stared at the photo again. With a soft smile, she said, “Your sister’s beautiful.”
You’re beautiful,Cannon thought.
“And your grandmother looks so sweet,” Nahla finished.
“She is.”
“What would she say about you kidnapping me and stashing me in your top-secret spy house?”
That earned her a smirk from Cannon.
“She would ask you if I fed you yet,” he replied with a chuckle.
Nahla pouted again, and Cannon had to adjust himself.
“You haven’t fed me, and I’m low-key starving.”
“What do you want to eat?”
She shrugged. “I’m not picky. Can I go take a bath while you order something, or is that outside of one of your boundaries?”She tried to maintain a straight face, but her eyes let him know she was trying to joke.
“Go wash ya ass,” was all he said as he pulled his phone out.
Laughing, Nahla disappeared down the hall. Although the home was large, Nahla didn’t ask for assistance getting back to her room. He figured her nosy ass already had the place mapped in her head.
Cannon dialed and placed the phone on speaker.
“I’ve been calling you,” was the first thing out of his sister’s mouth.
“It’s been a lot goin’ on, Cap. My bad.”
“A lot going on, like what?” she asked, her voice full of concern that quickly.
“I’ll catch you up when you get here. I had to bring Nahla to the safe house, but I didn’t get her anything to eat first. Can you pick up something and bring it here?”
Cannon knew he was asking a lot of his sister. She lived thirty minutes away from the safe house, and she was probably settled for the night. Capri knew that he never had anything delivered there, though. He wanted the location to remain low-key for safety reasons.
“Sure. What does she want?”
Cannon shook his head. “I’on know. She said she’s not picky, but get somethin’ nice.”
There was a pause.
Finally, his sister said, “Somethingnice?” He could hear the amusement in her voice and just chuckled.
“Yeah, man.”
“I’ll be there in about an hour.”
