Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
He switched the picture to one of a plate of sushi with the caption “time for dinner.”
“I would think sushi is pretty popular in Hawaii.” There was a frown on JT’s face, like he knew something bad was coming but he didn’t want to hear it.
“I tracked down the plates and the presentation of the sushi along with the silverware and flatware and table linen. There’s only one restaurant that has all of those in combination and that’s Harold’s,” Drake explained.
Drake was a desktop investigator. She would bet he’d been recruited for his hacking skills, or he’d designed some software the Agency was interested in. She would also bet all of his experience was technical, which was exactly why Big Tag was sending in Sandra and Hutch—both military vets. But the kid was good.
JT sighed. “Harold’s is in Houston.”
“And the particular sushi she’s eating was a special from a night two days before your engineer died and the prototype went missing,” Drake explained.
“There’s a reason I stay off social media,” Big Tag said with a shake of his head.
“And the rest?” JT asked.
It was easy to see that this whole discussion was bothering JT. She wasn’t sure what to do about it. “According to the reports I’ve read, the other two were in Houston that week for a conference. The truth is all you need to worry about is giving me cover. I’ll handle the mission once we get to the island. I assume Mr. Drake will be coming with us.”
“I will,” Drake acknowledged. “Because the whole resort has been bought out by Malone Oil, my only choice is to go in as staff. I’ll be working as waitstaff. Hutch assures me we’ll be able to have eyes on the suspects at all times. I believe the North Korean asset will likely try to make the drop someplace outside the resort. You have a few activities planned off site, correct?”
“We have deep-sea fishing one day, and there’s a beach on the other side of the island where we’ll go for a picnic. There’s also hiking pretty much every day. It’s not hard to get away from the group,” JT admitted.
Tag pointed his way. “That’s why we’ll need everyone to take shifts. I would like to have Nina in a less high-profile position, but it seems like that option isn’t on the table.”
She didn’t think JT needed more guilt. The poor man had been through a lot this morning. He’d found out his one-night stand was going to turn into a week-long nightmare, and that people he’d trusted had betrayed him. She knew what that felt like all too well. “I can make it work. I can certainly keep an eye on the admin. Or rather, she’ll keep an eye on me since she’s already accused me of being a hooker.”
Big Tag looked right at Drake. “A hooker is a woman who sells her sexual services for cash. Although some might take credit cards now.”
Drake’s eyes rolled so far back Nina was almost certain he could see inside his own brain.
“And we should call them sex workers,” Charlotte added.
“That’s what I thought, too.” It was good to know they were on the same page. Girl power. “She seemed very rude.”
“She is. You’ll have a time with that one,” Michael said. “I’ve never understood why JT didn’t fire her.”
JT pushed back off the table and stood. “Is that all? Because Nina and I should probably get to work. What’s your wardrobe like?”
“It’s like clothing. Normal amount of cotton blends. I brought a nice pair of trainers,” she admitted.
JT shook his head. “We’re going shopping. You’re supposed to be the fiancée of a billionaire. I assure you Deanna will know exactly how much your clothes and shoes cost. We’ve got a week until we go to the island. I have to do some work at the office, but with my father being sick, they can’t expect me in every day. However, I’m going to assume it might help for them to see you coming up to the office to spend some time with me. You’ll need to be dressed properly, and by properly I mean expensively.”
Charlotte sighed. “I like the makeover part best.”
Makeover? But he did have a point. Her clothes were perfectly fine for an assistant coming to her first retreat. Not so great for a coddled and indulged fiancée.
“I think you two should spend a lot of time together between now and the retreat,” Big Tag announced. “You need to get your stories straight. I mean it. I want you to speak in one voice when someone asks you how you met. You need to figure it all out right down to where you proposed. One person is already dead. I’m not going to lose Damon’s newest operative because of chemistry.”
“Our chemistry is…” she began.