“I could.” Her words seemed unnaturally loud even in the spacious office.
“Whoa.” Kade’s eyebrows lowered. “You’re not trained. You can’t just waltz into danger like that.”
I studied the determined tilt of her chin, intrigued by the idea.
“Besides,” Kade added. “One of our undercover staff could slip in unnoticed. If you turned up, there’s a good chance that someone would recognize you.”
“So?” She arched her brow and held his gaze. I was silently impressed. The woman had a backbone of steel. “I doubt that Bergen has announced to the world that he stole it. Laurent probably knows, but as far as anyone else isaware, I’m the police’s top suspect. I wouldn’t be out of place among them.”
“She has a point.” Ronan jotted something on his paper. “Nobody would be surprised to see her.”
“But…” Kade shook his head. “She has no idea how to handle herself. She’d be on a yacht in the middle of the lake. If anything went wrong, she’d be stuck.”
Ronan leveled him with a look. “I’m sure you could come up with an escape plan.”
“It’s a bad idea,” he groused.
“It’s actually not.” I held his gaze and then Fiona’s, letting them both see that I meant it. “Especially if I go with her. I look similar to Bergen. He and Fiona have been involved in the past. What better cover?”
Kade’s jaw dropped. Even Ronan looked startled. Fiona beamed at me like I’d made her day. My stomach churned. When I’d left the agency, I’d sworn never to go undercover again. Apparently, all it took was a pretty redhead to make me go back on my word.
I was screwed.
