Enzo’s face grew hot. He’d forgotten about that. “Oh, right.”
Seven reached for the mouse, navigating to the search engine.
Enzo frowned. “What are you doing?”
“Just being nosey,” Seven said. “My mom had to fire someone a while ago before she was promoted. Maybe they decided to get even?”
“Do you know why she fired him?”
“Kind of? He only got the job as a favor to a donor. He was the son of one of his employees or something. A friend of a friend of a friend kind of thing. Mom didn’t want to hire him because he was cocky. She said he gave her the ick.”
“The ick?” Enzo echoed.
“Yeah, she said he was slimy. My mom already feels uncomfortable with men working for the program in anycapacity. She says there’s just too much room for someone to take advantage of women who are already in a vulnerable position. But the executive director out-voted her. The guy only lasted a few months, though, because, just like she thought, he was a creep and was trying to harass the women in the program.”
“Do you remember his name?”
“Mason? Marcus? Marco? Something like that. I’m hoping maybe they never updated the staff section of the website once he left. They’ve been having trouble keeping IT guys,” Seven said distractedly.
Enzo rolled the chair closer to the desk. Seven laughed as he crushed him against it to peek over his shoulder. This time, it was Enzo who couldn’t stop himself from running his nose along the soft skin of Seven’s throat. Seven’s shoulders came up with a giggle. “Stop, that tickles. I can’t concentrate.”
“Sorry,” Enzo murmured, switching from lips to teeth, biting down, dragging a filthy moan from Seven before he clamped his lips shut.
Seven craned his head around to glare over his shoulder. Enzo gave him his most innocent expression. “What?”
Seven huffed in exasperation, then turned back to the website. “Shit. Figures, the one time they were actually on top of things. He’s not listed.”
“Try the wayback machine,” Enzo suggested. “If he was employed there a year ago, look at the site from back then.”
Seven turned to beam at him. “Good idea.”
Enzo’s heart did a complicated tap dance behind his ribs. “I have my moments.”
He leaned back in his chair, staring at Seven’s narrow shoulders, his hands falling to his hips, unable to stop himself from holding him in place so he could grind up against him, letting him feel how hard he was. Seven—the little tease—madea show of circling his hips as he pretended to readjust himself in the seat.
Enzo hissed as something between pleasure and pain shot through him, leaning forward to bite Seven again in retaliation.
“Ow,” Seven yelped, pinching Enzo’s thigh viciously. “Find something useful to do.”
“I was trying to,” Enzo muttered, pulling his cell phone from his pocket and toggling to WhatsApp.
He found the number he was looking for, then hit the button on his cell phone, keeping it on speaker. Seven glowered at him as the sound of ringing split the otherwise quiet office. Enzo pressed at the lines between his brows. “Keep making that face and you’re gonna have wrinkles before you’re thirty.”
Seven stuck his tongue out just as Lucky said, “What?”
Enzo let himself ponder what might happen if he put Lucky and Drucilla in a room together, just once. Neither of them had a shred of humor or personality.
“I need a favor.”
Lucky snorted. “Does this have to do with your boyfriend’s mother? Ma already called me last night. I’ll tell you what I told her. They claim they have a thumb drive with proof on it. That they found it on her person at the time of her arrest, so there’s no doubt who it belongs to. But even without the thumb drive, they had plenty of evidence. I’ll shoot you a copy of the probable cause affidavit and the arrest warrant if you want, but it’s above board.”
Enzo could feel Seven stiffen in his arms. He gave his waist a squeeze as he said, “You know what I’m gonna ask for next, right?”
“You want me to get my hands on that thumb drive,” he said.
It wasn’t a question. This wasn’t the first time Enzo had done an end run around the law. It wasn’t even the first time this month. But every time he asked his brother for a favor, he actedas if that wasn’t his whole reason for being a cop in the first place.
“They only arrested her yesterday. It’s gonna take weeks for discovery. There’s no way they’ve had time to get the drive to forensics yet. We might be able to get the jump on them, find something they haven’t,” Enzo said.
