Conchita grabbed his hand and kissed the back, knelt on the floor at his feet. “God bless you,SeñorCain. I will never forget your kindness.”
Linc just nodded. Uncomfortable, he withdrew his hand and turned to Carly. “Let’s go.”
A few minutes later, they were back in the truck and heading down the highway toward the office.
“That was a nice thing you did back there.”
He shrugged. “Probably drug money. No need for her to pay it back.”
“You’re helping her daughter. You didn’t have to do that.”
“I support a lot of different charities. They owe me a favor or two.”
Carly just smiled. “You know, I’m actually starting to like you—besides just in bed.”
Linc laughed. He liked her, too. Probably too much.
“We didn’t get any new information,” she said, her saucy smile fading.
“No, we didn’t. The cargo manifest might give us something. Or maybe Townsend’s come up with a lead. I’ll call him when we get back to the yard.”
“Maybe the sheriff will find fingerprints in my house.”
“Could be. At the moment, anything would be useful.” He glanced over, tried not to let his gaze slide down to the soft mounds barely visible at the top of her white cotton blouse. “How about some lunch? I’m starving.”
She gave him a look.
“What?” he said.
“From the fit of your jeans, I know what you’re hungry for.”
No point in denying it. He chuckled. “Too bad we both have to work. Which reminds me I have to make a quick trip to my office late this afternoon. I’m taking you with me.”
“I’m not dressed for a trip to the city.”
“They’ve seen you all dressed up. I’m not changing, and those sexy jeans look just fine.”
She smiled but shook her head. “I really have too much to do.”
“Humor me.”
Carly sighed. “I take it back. I really don’t like you at all—except in bed.”
Linc laughed, signaled, and pulled the truck into the drive-thru at Burger King.
Chapter Fifteen
It was late afternoon in Dallas when Carly settled herself in front of her laptop, seated at the same desk on the executive floor she had used the last time she’d been in Tex/Am’s headquarters building.
After the visit to Conchita, Linc had driven her back to the yard. She’d gotten a good deal of work done before he’d returned to pick her up for the quick chopper ride to the city, but there always seemed to be more to do.
For the past hour, he’d been locked away behind closed doors. Carly had busied herself with her customer list, checking what needed to be done to make sure the clients were all satisfied, making a list of potential new customers.
It surprised her to realize how good it felt to bring in a new account. Wherever Joe was, he’d be pleased.
Since Linc was still working and she needed a break, she decided to do a little more digging. He was an interesting man, but not particularly forthcoming about himself. She typed in his name and started clicking up Web links with information about him.
The executive floor was humming away, people moving around at a rapid pace. The pace was brisk and efficient at Texas American Enterprises.
