“But you need my help.”
“You can’t identify friend from foe.” Ah, yes, there was that one problem.
The men got closer and stopped a few feet from them.
The tallest and meanest looking of them addressed Sam. “Give us the girl, and we’ll let you live.” One of them flashed his firearm to stress their point.
“You don’t want to make her mad,” Sam nodded to Caitlin.
A stocky but shorter goon stepped forward and said, “You don’t want to make me mad either.”
Another one like her and Jase? What was going on?
If Sam was stiff before, he was rock solid now. They were outnumbered, especially with her being a wildcard. She didn’t want Sam to die because Komarov wanted his money.
“I’ll go with you,” Caitlin announced, stepping in front of Sam.
“What? Damn it, Caitlin!” Sam yanked her arm and deposited her behind him. “Run back to the NEST. I’ll hold them off.”
“Are you nuts?” Caitlin hissed. They didn’t have much time; her veins were popping with energy.
The elevator dinged and two strangers stepped out. They froze when they saw the standoff.
The taller of Komarov’s goons, wary they might make a run back into the elevator, signaled for his men to strike. The other two went for Sam; the stockier guy went after her.
All hell broke loose.
7
Travis couldn’t concentrateon the staff meeting. His thoughts kept replaying the events from the night before. He was at the end of his rope, not knowing what to do with Caitlin. Everything he said to her, she’d twist into something ugly. Although, admittedly he shouldn’t have used the wordnightmareto her, but he didn’t mean living with her was a nightmare, damn it. How could she take his words that way when a life with her was all he’d ever craved? And that was what pissed him off enough to leave the room last night. Yes, he was angry. He was so desperate to tie her to him; he wanted to get her pregnant.Jesus.Who does that?
Him. He wanted a child with her.
Fuck. What a mess.
“Blake?” Shephard’s voice broke through his thoughts.
“What? Sorry, what was the question?”
Shephard sighed and glanced at Nate who was also frowning at Travis. Emily and two other team managers were also in attendance. “Were you even listening, man?”
“Sorry,” Travis muttered.
“We were talking about the Kennedy account. It looks likethings are going well, and they’re already talking about contracting with us full-time for the rest of the year.”
“That’s awesome.” Travis forced a smile.
A phone beeped somewhere and Emily stared at her cell phone. “Someone’s at the reception area. I am not aware of any appointments today.”
Emily left the conference room to check who had entered the front office.
“Still not going well between you and Caitlin?” Nate asked.
“Seriously, Reece, you’re bringing this up at a staff meeting?” Travis snapped. His personal life was his business.
“Yes. You’ve been distracted, and it’s affecting your work,” Nate shot back.
Before the situation deteriorated further, Emily came back, pale as a white sheet. Two Metropolitan police officers were behind her.
