“One of them.”Leo reached into his pocket.“This was on her car this morning.”
Kayne opened the folded paper.Blacked-out face.Die bitchin red across her torso.
“This is Chloe?”
“Yes.From her website.”
“You think Talbot’s retaliating?”
“That was my first thought, but he’s across the country with a GPS monitor.And his crimes have never been violent.”
That removed him as a suspect for the photo unless he had an accomplice.“Anyone else who might’ve done this?”
“No idea.Chloe thinks it’s nothing and that I’m overreacting.I might be, but she’s going through some major changes in her life, and there might be people who are jealous of her success ...aw, damn it.”
Kayne was instantly alert.“What is it?”
“I wanted to talk this over with you first, but it looks like that’s not going to happen.”
“What do you mean?”
“I thought that was your Rover, Leo,” a bright voice chirped.
Kayne turned, and his jaw dropped.Literally, to the tile floor.To the cellar, if the building had one.Hell, to the center of the earth.Mon Dieu, it was the woman from the commercial.
It might be his imagination, but everything went dark except for a spotlight that shone on her, making her blonde hair shimmer and highlighting bluer-than-blue eyes that could drown a man on dry land.Was that harp music in the background or was he losing it?
He kept his expression locked down, SEAL-level.Kayne, who had gone undercover in war zones, infiltrated armed compounds, and stared down cult leaders, felt his pulse do something humiliating.
“Oh, sorry.I didn’t know you were ...”Her gaze flicked to him and widened.Pink touched her cheeks, and her voice faltered.“Uh, in, a-a meeting.”
“Grab your smoothie and join us,” Leo sighed.
The beauty’s brow furrowed, adorably wary.“Okay?”She made the word sound like a question.
Kayne watched her walk to the counter to place her order.He forced himself to look away before his expression betrayed the jolt tearing through him.“That’s your sister?”he asked quietly.
“Yeah.And she’s going to hate this.I didn’t want to spring you on her this soon, but here we are.I have to warn you, she will resist like crazy.”
“I saw a commercial this morning.The woman looked exactly like her,” he blurted out.
“Yeah, that was Chloe.Her clothing line just launched.”
“And she’s renovating a health club?”
“And her website.She’s an overachiever if there ever was one.”
Kayne thought Leo might be the pot calling the kettle black.The man had earned a law degree while playing major league baseball.That had to be a tough row to hoe.
Kayne felt her before he saw her.The air shifted and sparked.
“Are you sure you want me to crash your meeting?”
Leo scooted over and patted the seat.“This is about you.”
Chloe’s gaze shot from Leo to Kayne, her brows pinched.She sat uneasily.“Why do you have that?”She pointed at the photo.
Before he could answer, Leo spoke.“Chloe, this is Kayne Serruto.He works for COBRA Securities.”
