Kingpin Bear (A Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (The Agency Book 4)

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Author: Amelia Jade
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badge—“Samson. We aren’t actively recruiting, but depending on what you have found, perhaps we could help you out. What, exactly, do you have?”
    “See for yourself,” she said, flicking him the data stick.
    The man caught it out of mid-air without looking at it, his eyes still focused on her. The ease of his motion made her a little unsettled, but she pushed past it. Dealing with him, as weird as he was, would be worlds better than having to put up with Bruce’s constant attempts to touch her and seduce her in the office. The man might scare her, but he struck her as a professional, which is all she asked for.
    He stepped toward Bruce’s desk, and her immediate supervisor practically launched himself from the chair, though he stayed near enough to be able to watch the screen.
    The suited man sat down, plugged the data stick in and began to look at what she had compiled. His lips ticked, and then as she watched, they began to turn up into what she supposed he thought was a smile.
    Personally I think it just makes him look creepier. What is it with guys in the data world? Why can’t any of them be normal?
    “This is good. Very good,” he said.
    “I know,” she said confidently, her arms crossed below her breasts, pulling the gray suit she wore tight around her shoulders.
    “Yes, I can see you did,” he agreed, looking up from the screens at last. “I think you will work out just fine at our downtown location. Report there tomorrow morning, and we’ll get you squared away.”
    Nadia felt her jaw drop. “Just like that?”
    The man nodded. “Oh yes, we need people like you there. I don’t want your talents wasted here in this dump,” he said. “Take the rest of the day off. Tomorrow will be tough, I can guarantee you that.”
    Bruce looked ready to explode, but he didn’t say anything. Nadia strolled back to her desk, on cloud nine as she packed up the meager things she had kept in the office. There wasn’t much, and in less than half an hour she walked proudly from the building, hoping to never again set foot in the government facility. She was moving to the private sector branch. Harder work, but much better pay and working environment. She couldn’t wait!

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    Nadia drove her little sport hatchback crossover vehicle cautiously through traffic, keeping one eye on the car in front of her as she leaned over the wheel and stared up at her new office. It wasn’t a picturesque skyscraper, but that didn’t matter to her. The seven floors of drab, utilitarian beige hid what she knew to be—among other things—a very advanced data collection and analysis hub.
    Visions of computers less than a decade old, monitors that didn’t force her to squint, and as many screens of data in front of her as she wanted all flashed through her head, serving as a distraction.
    “Shit! Sorry!” she said, slamming on her brakes, the vehicle screeching to a halt so that she didn’t slam into the car in front of her.
    The sedan behind her followed suit, with the driver laying on the horn as he was forced to come to an unexpectedly abrupt stop. Her fingers bounced on the wheel as she tried to ease her jitteriness, taking deep breaths that were supposedly calming. At least, that’s what her yoga instructor had said, but right then, Nadia wasn’t buying it. All it seemed to do was increase the flood of blood through her body. She was so excited!
    Her new office was a corner building, and she didn’t see any entrance for parking on the side she came up along, so she turned right at the intersection, and almost immediately saw the ramp that led down into the basement. A white sign with a green P on it hung on top. She followed it, descending swiftly below street level.
    She found an empty spot, sliding the crossover into it with practiced ease and killed the engine. Then she just sat there, staring at the door handle.
    Get out, Nadia. Grab the door handle, like it was your life. Take it by the horns and control it. Come

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