She was shocked this guy knew hisrealname and used it so freely.
The moniker she’d only learned a few days ago came off this stranger’s tongue like nothing.She narrowed her eyes at him as though that would somehow give her more insight into who he was.
“You’re the voice on the phone,” she speculated aloud.
AJ chuckled.
“The source of my referrals,” Fink clarified.“My handler, to be more specific.”
“You ran a background check on me and gave it to him.Didn’t you?”Fink knew far too much about her without her telling him.
Considering this guy sent a box of stuff for the Burke contract, he had to have sourced information on her.
Holding up his palms, AJ hung his head.“Guilty,” he admitted.“I had to make sure Callum wasn’t stomping in shit.”
A flare of anger flashed in her chest.Her fingers curled into her fist.This stranger dug up her deepest secrets, and she knew next to nothing about him.
“I did the lookup to protect my investment,” AJ said as he approached Fink and clapped him on the back.
Fink shrugged off the friendly gesture.
Apparently, he was unhappy about this visit.
Well, she wasn’t thrilled either.
“Why are you here?”she asked, scooting closer to Fink.
They were a team now.At least, that was what she believed.They were supposed to be living with each other.Working together.They should present as a united front.
AJ backed away.“My good friend has been behaving quite out of character lately.I had to check in on him.”
While Sydney wasn’t all that familiar with how Fink handled himself before she met him, she’d be a fool to think he brought women to his cabin often.He’d already explained he worked alone.So, she couldn’t argue with AJ’s point.
“How did you find him?”she challenged.
AJ smirked.“I always know where he is.”
She glanced toward Fink.
He nodded.“His job is to keep tabs on me.”
All of this was far too new for her.“I don’t understand.”
“I’m his handler, sweetie,” AJ offered.“I don’t just source contracts for him.My job is to keep him safe.We’re a team.”
“I thought you worked alone.”
“I kill by myself,” Fink said.“Until now.”
“But he wouldn’t get paid if it wasn’t for me,” AJ boasted.
Sydney chewed on the information.Obviously, she’d heard the voice on the phone.He’d taken a few calls in her presence.She wasn’t stupid.She’d put two and two together when the box came.Though she’d expected someone older.Maybe a mentor or something.
A short man, possibly in his thirties, wearing an expensive suit and with a smug expression wasn’t what she’d envisioned.Who was he to Fink other than the source of his contracts?
From Fink’s posture, she got the impression AJ’s visit wasn’t expected or appreciated.Would Fink get fired?Or AJ?Did people in his business receive severance packages?They couldn’t collect unemployment.How did this work?
A pang of fear pulsed through her, and her heart skipped.
