“Okay?”
Soft grunt of agreement, but he didn’t let me go.
Jared Colter was a good man, everyone knew that, and when I checked the screen, I could see that I now had a view of his massive kitchen. He was pouring tea, his back to us, and I appreciated that. He was letting Ash grieve, giving us time, not talking over Ash’s tears.
Once Ash leaned out of my arms, wiping quickly at his eyes, he thanked my boss.
“Of course.”
“But why were the Vosses after me?” I asked him.
“Well, it turns out that Elliot Voss placed ten million dollars into the Vault.”
“What does that––”
“Into what vault, sir?” Ash asked. “And what does that have to do with Cooper?”
Somewhere in the background, there was a snicker of laughter that caused my boss to glare in that person’s direction. That person being the love of his life.
“You really do suck at explaining things,” Owen stated, cackling that time before he was in the frame too, smiling crazily at us. He leaned in, and a moment later the screen was slid sideways, giving us a fantastic view of their Subzero refrigerator.
“This is not appropriate behavior to exhibit in front of a client,” my boss grumbled, but there was no heat in the statement.
“Who cares? We’re not billing Mr. Lennox anyway. He’s no longer a client. He and Cooper fell in love,” Owen said, laughing. “We don’t bill clients who fall in love with our fixers. That’s madness.”
“We most certainly—move your hand!” Jared scolded Owen, and Ash laughed, looking better than he had a few minutes ago.
“I’ll call you right—Owen!”
“Thanks, boss,” I said, smiling as I closed the laptop.
“I love that Owen apparently can’t keep from attacking your boss.”
“We’re actually very professional,” I assured Ash. “My boss is not running a matchmaking service, no matter what anyone tells you.”
Ash squinted at me. “I’m sorry? Not running a—exactly how many fixers has your boss lost to love?”
I had to think a moment to give him a ballpark number.
“That many?”
“I’m trying to—”
“You said your friend Shaw is getting married soon.”
“Yeah, he—”
“Is he marrying a client?”
“Former client.”
“I see. And was Locryn Nick Madison’s fixer?”
“I’m sorry, I’m not at liberty to—”
“This is all very interesting.”
“Sometimes when someone comes in and fixes your life, you develop feelings for them, and if those feelings are reciprocated, things happen.”