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story…would he like her then? Too bad it didn’t matter. In four days or less, they’d never see each other again, and he’d likely use her name as a curse.
    “What’s the deal? You seem to know how things work.” He settled back in his seat, completely at ease.
    “They had another set of male bodyguards with them when they picked me up in London.”
    “Friend of a friend type deal?”
    “Correct.”
    “Did you know this was going to happen?”
    Truth, or her story?
    She’d lived lies so much, a truth would do her good.
    “Yes, I had pre-warning that I was being hired to protect someone that was unknown to me.” Okay, one tiny lie. She had known who the intended client was—because she’d put herself in this position. She’d wanted them to hire her.
    “What are we in for?”
    “The bodyguards before me said that every twelve days they switch out their protection. His theory? So no one knows who they are.”
    “How long have you been with them?”
    “Eight days.”
    “You’ve got four left then.”
    “Correct.”
    “They—what? Fly you home then?”
    “The last bodyguards were taken out this morning to a meeting with Mr. Smith and instructed to bring their luggage because they would be going directly to the plane. Mr. Smith came back. The bodyguards did not.”
    “Alive or dead?”
    “Alive, I presume. My predecessor was left in a department store.”
    “And we have no fucking clue who they are?” Luke shook his head.
    The Smiths had chosen wrongly with Luke. He was too nosey. If he didn’t drop this campaign to learn more about them he’d get himself in over his head.
    “Some advice?” She pitched her voice lower. “Stop asking questions you don’t want to pay the price for.” She stared at him, hoping he got exactly what she meant.
    The Smiths were terrible people. It was why they had to be taken out. Hundreds, if not thousands, of lives would be saved. One of which was Abigail’s mother. It was a mission she couldn’t fail. Not even if it meant putting good men in danger.
     

 
    2.
    Luke let his gaze travel over the people in the swanky hotel bar. Not half an hour ago, he’d been here under the capacity of watching his bosses-of-the-moment sip wine and laugh with someone Luke was certain he didn’t want to know. He’d escorted the couple back to their room with Ethan, while Abigail remained behind.
    She fascinated him.
    Not Military Police. Not a Marine. So what had she been? Where had she been?
    He wanted to find out.
    And not just because she was a pretty face.
    Their bosses were bad news, and he needed to know more about Abigail. Where she came from. Who she was. If he could trust her when things went bad. And he had no doubt they would. Zain was preoccupied with their bosses, which meant digging up info on curvy and sexy was Luke’s job. If it weren’t for the surprising lack of information he found, he’d be a lot more comfortable in this gig. A person who left behind so little was hiding something. He intended to find out what it was.
    Abigail sat alone at the bar, her suit jacket draped over the back of her seat and herlegs crossed.
    He slid in next to her, leaning against the wooden surface. She didn’t start or even acknowledge his presence, just sipped another taste of the dark red wine.
    “What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” He smiled, even though so far that hadn’t seemed to work on her.
    “I could ask you the same thing.” She arched one brow at him and turned her face just enough he could appreciate the full effect of her so-not-impressed stare.
    “Looking for an angel who fell from heaven.”
    “Must not have been a very good angel.”
    “That’s what I’m counting on.”
    That one got a chuckle out of her.
    She shook her head and sipped the wine.
    Luke signaled the bartender, who understood enough English to get him a beer. Not that Luke had any intention of drinking more than Abigail was. They both knew the drill. She’d