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wasn’t hiding curves like that under her conservative clothes.
     
    “Get out of the car, Dr. Danvers,” I told her, stepping back from the car and holding my arm out to help her down.
     
    “I’m not happy about this,” she said, taking my hand with one of hers, wrapping her small, thin fingers around mine as she stepped out of the Suburban.
     
    “Just like I’m not happy about having to hire someone to translate for me,” I replied. As long as Dimitri had been stateside, and as long as he’d been on our radar, I did not expect him not to be able to speak English, but once we got him to HQ, we discovered he couldn’t speak a lick of it.
     
    “I can only imagine what someone like you could want me to do here.” She crossed her arms again and looked around the garage.
     
    We kept the two bays of the garage stocked with tools and spare parts in case we needed to do any mechanic work. Most of our stock was in the pit area beneath the bay, where we would go to get access to the underside of cars we worked on, instead of having hydraulic lifts to raise the cars. It was much safer and gave us a basement for other jobs as well.
     
    “Where is everybody?” she asked. “This place is dead, and yet, there are bikes all along the street.”
     
    As if in response, a thud came from upstairs. “Something tells me everyone is upstairs,” I answered her absently. I started to walk towards the office and the stairs leading to the pit and basement.
     
    She stood where she was. “Gage, I’m sorry, but I can’t do this,” she said.
     
    As I turned around, I saw her start to walk out of the garage. I hurried to her and put my arm around her waist to pull her back inside with me.
     
    “Let go of me,” she fussed, kicking her feet and hitting my arm with her little balled up fists as I drug her back into the garage. I felt her body against mine as she struggled with me. Underneath her prim little sweater and her pencil skirt, she was all curves. I found myself wishing again that I hadn’t hired her to work on Dimitri for me. Instead, I wanted to see what I felt under her clothes.
     
    “You’re not going anywhere,” I told her. “I hired you, I’ve paid you, and now you have a job to do.”
     
    She twisted her body and pulled away from me. “You can have your money back,” she snapped. “I don’t want anything to do with violent criminals like you and your motorcycle gang.”
     
    “I completely understand.” I held my hands up and took a step towards her. “You’re not here to do anything but talk to this guy for me. I need you to get some information out of him for me, and after that, you’re free to go,” I explained to her as I closed the distance between us. She had no idea I was about to grab her again and drag her into the basement with me.
     
    “I don’t know if I want any part of what you’re doing,” she repeated. “I don’t want to know what you’re doing to this man, what you want to know, or why you’re questioning him in the first place.”
     
    I grabbed her arm and pulled her to me as I stepped around behind her. “I’m not going to take no for an answer, Dr. Danvers,” I told her. “You’re free to leave once you do what I’ve paid you to do. You’re not going to have to hurt anyone. You just have to ask a few questions, get some answers for me, and then everyone gets to go home.” I spoke in a low, calm voice into her ear. I could feel her body tensing up while I talked, turning me on even further.
     
    She didn’t say anything as I walked her to the stairs leading down from the bay to the basement. I held onto her arms as we descended the stairs and walked through the open doorway into the pit area underneath the bay. The thick metal door to the enclosed basement stood across the room from us.
     
    “Is that where you’re taking me?” she asked.
     
    “Yes, it is,” I whispered in her ear. “That’s where your new friend, Dimitri, is. You’re going to go