“So he’s dead,” Jake surmised.
“Probably.”
“And you want to send me in next,” Simon said with a droll little grin. “How very flattering.”
“Well, I expect you won’t allow Nelson to catch you,” she shot back.
“What’s in Goa that Nelson would want?” Jake leaned forward, grabbing a donut.
She bit back a smile. She’d felt vulnerable. It was so stupid, childish, but she’d been hurt no one would eat the donuts she’d brought. She hadn’t poisoned them or anything. They were just chock full of sugar and artery-hardening goodness. The fact that they had been sitting there untouched had made her feel deeply unwanted.
Once Jake reached for one, Jesse grabbed a couple and the men all started eating. Even Simon sniffed around a couple before selecting a jelly.
“I’m not sure yet, but there are a couple of scientific teams in the area, one energy project, and several billionaires. He would likely be interested in the billionaires, and I’m curious about the energy project. Mostly because I can find very little on it. It’s being run by a small consortium of scientists hosted by the royalty of a small island country named Loa Mali. The island is one of the smallest countries in the world. I have no idea how it’s managed to stay sovereign, but it’s actually quite flush with cash. It’s been a country for the last two hundred years, and the same family has been at the head of government. The king’s name is Kashmir Kamdar.”
“The high-tech guru?” Adam asked around his chocolate éclair. “I’ve heard of him. He’s like a billionaire playboy.”
“Or he’s a terrorist working with Eli Nelson. I’m a little worried that Nelson is trying to get back into the arms market by selling to the factions in Kashmir, the region of India Kash is named for. His family has close ties with India. He’s a big proponent of keeping Kashmir in Indian hands.”
“And the Pakistani government wants it for its own,” Simon said, neatly summing up hundreds of years of conflict. “It’s perfect for a man like Nelson. So I get to go and get some sun and figure out if Nelson is trying to get that part of the world to go nuclear. Well, I’m going to need a per diem. If I’m going in as a tourist, I should definitely be a wealthy one.”
“You’re not going anywhere.” Ian was standing in the doorframe, his big body in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. His hair was still a little wet as though he’d run from his shower to the office. He looked big and dangerous and completely sexy. He made her mouth water just looking at him.
He even looked good with a black eye. Maybe she shouldn’t have hit him so hard. Well, there was only one way to get through this and that was to be brazen.
“Hello, Ian. I brought your favorite donuts. Lemon cream. Would you like some coffee? Did Sean give you ibuprofen? I told him he should get you some.”
He simply walked in, reached down, and hauled her up. Without a word from him, he slung her over his broad shoulder and started carrying her out.
“All right, then, Adam, you know what to do,” Charlie said, trying to hold her head up. Unlike her husband, she wasn’t willing to have it out in front of his employees and friends.
“God, I wish I had a video camera. Someone make sure security doesn’t erase these tapes,” Adam said.
“Adam!” He could be so damn obnoxious. She had to keep him in line.
He straightened up immediately. “Yes, ma’am. I’ll check into it.”
A hard hand slapped at her ass, making her skin tingle. “He’s not going to check into anything except getting new locks for our fucking doors.”
“Mommy and Daddy are fighting, Jake. What should I do?” Adam asked.
From what she could see, they were all following her and Ian out of the conference room, snacks in hand.
Jake was watching the scene with an amused expression. “I think we figure out who’s scarier.”
“I’m writing this into a book,” Serena said, taking notes on a small pad of paper.
“Is the meeting over?” Grace asked. “Should I clean up?”
Charlie knew exactly what was going to happen. “He’s going to say he doesn’t want a donut, but he totally does. Save him three. He’ll eat them before lunch and then pretend he didn’t. Oh, and he likes his coffee really black, like almost espresso like.”
Grace stopped. “Seriously? I’ve been making it medium.”
“He likes really dark roast.”
Another swat hit her ass. “I hate everything.”
He was so annoying. “You can toss me out on my ass. I’ll be back in ten minutes.”
He walked out the glass doors, allowing them to slam shut behind them. “Not if I kill you you won’t.”
Like that was a real threat. “Sure, Superman, slay me hard, buddy.”
He talked such a good game. He talked like he was the biggest badass to ever walk the face of the earth and, in some ways, he was. He could eviscerate a man who did evil and never think twice about it. He was perfectly capable of taking someone’s head off.
But only if they deserved it.
She’d figured him out long ago. He would take apart the bad guys—and no one else. He would have a hard time taking out a woman, even if she did deserve it. He had his code, and he stuck to it rigidly.
Ian Taggart would undoubtedly tell her it made him vomit, but he was a hero. A real live walking and talking American hero.
He was her hero. And damn, his ass looked fine in a pair of jeans. She thought seriously about cupping those strong muscles with her palms, but decided against it. She could only push him so far before he did something he would regret.
“Or I could just send you to the street, where you belong.” The elevator dinged open and he strode inside.
She took a breath, steeling herself against the close quarters. “Ian, come on.”
Ian ignored her, looking toward his crew. “You guys stay the fuck in the office or you’re fired.”
“I won’t fire anyone,” she shot back. The elevator was large and elegantly appointed and empty. She’d handled it on her way up. She could take a trip down. “Except Jesse. He nearly killed me.”
She heard a sad little sigh. “But I just got an apartment.”
“You’re not fucking fired, Jesse,” Ian said, frustration evident in his tone. “This is still my company. I wanted to fire you but now I won’t because I know she doesn’t want you here. But if you try to follow us down, I’ll kill you.”