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She wasn't sure what she had committed herself to, but there was something in the air that told her that her life had changed.
    Somehow, between arguing with a security guard at the airport and hanging up the phone with Grant, everything had changed.
    “All right,” she said softly. “All right.”

CHAPTER TWO
    When she came up the elevator and entered the penthouse, she was startled to find it quiet. Then she realized that Azim and his men were likely camped out on the floors below, leaving the penthouse in single, solitary splendor for Zayn.
    “Hello?” she called, hovering by the elevator doors. “Are you still here?”
    The door to the bedroom opened, and she stared.
    Dressed in his white clothes, Zayn was handsome. Now he was dressed casually in sharp dark jeans and a black T-shirt that stretched tight across his broad chest. Even barefoot, he looked like an incredibly handsome aspiring actor on his way out for a night on the town. The sudden shift was enough to make her head spin, and she had to force her mouth closed.
    “There you are,” she said. “I've spoken with the office, and I'll be handling your case.”
    “I wouldn't accept anyone else,” he said with a supremely casual shrug. “They would have given you the case, or I would have found someone else.”
    It was incredibly bad policy to ask a client why they had asked for her services, but Leah was so curious for a moment that she almost did. Instead she bit it back, taking a seat on the pristine white couch.
    “All right. I'm glad for your faith in me, and if you're not too tired from your flight, I wouldn't mind getting a few basics from you about your case. You've been very closed-mouthed about it so far, but the time where you can be is drawing to a close.”
    Zayn gave her a ghost of a smile as he came to sit down next to her. For a moment, she wondered if he was sitting too close. She could almost feel the heat of his leg through the thin fabric of her trousers. She shook it off, both the silly idea and the attraction.
    “You leap in for the kill, I see,” he commented. “I am glad to see that the assessment I made at the airport was correct.”
    Leah started to ask what he meant, but then she remembered, biting her lip with a grimace.
    “The security officer,” she said with chagrin. “Not my best moment.”
    Zayn chuckled, a dark and warm sound. “Then I truly look forward to seeing what your best might be. I need a fighter, Ms. Montgomery. I need someone who will help me set things right.”
    “That's what we're here for,” she said earnestly. It was something she said to many clients, but right now, she had never meant it more.
    “I'm going to order us some food,” she said briskly. “You're probably starving from your flight, and the last thing I want to have happen is for you to fall over from hunger when we really get into it.”
    “Very well,” Zayn said, smiling tolerantly. “I have no food restrictions, so simply order what you think we would both enjoy.”
    She grinned. “LA has some of the most interesting food in the world. Let me make a call. You won't be sorry.”
    She had food ordered in less than five minutes, and now she settled down to work.
    “So tell me about what's going on,” she said, pulling out her tablet. “I need to hear all about it.”
    For a moment, Zayn looked startled. She realized with surprise that he had been watching her while she ordered. For a self-conscious moment, she wondered what he had seen, but then she reminded herself that he was paying for her skills not her looks.
    He sighed a little. “At the bottom of it, it is very simple. A production company here in LA called Ice Fields is creating a movie, and I want it stopped.”
    Leah waited to hear more, but he simply looked at her expectantly.
    “I'll need to know more than that,” she said. “Are they infringing on something that belongs to you? Have you or a family member written a story or film that is very close to the plot?