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couldn’t have been what they were now without. The woman they hadn’t saved. “He lives in Florida but heard about us through one of Thomas’s recent clients. His daughter has been receiving some really troubling letters.”
    â€œHis daughter?”
    â€œYes, a scientist—book smart but maybe not exactly up to par on the common sense. Her father, Deacon—what a name—says she’s pretty nonchalant about the whole thing, but he’s completely freaked. She’s due to present her research at a convention in New York City on Sunday and he’s worried the person or persons sending her the letters—to her home, I might add—might try to cause her harm before she can make it there.”
    â€œAnd that’s where we come in.”
    â€œHopefully that’s where you come in.”
    Jonathan respected his boss and friend too much to turn the request down on the spot. Though he had been on the fence about it until the next day.
    When she’d shown him the pictures of the letters Deacon had faxed over, they’d made a chill run up his spine despite his calm.
    â€œOkay, I’m in.”
    And he’d stayed in even after the call had come in that said scientist refused to have more than one bodyguard around. Never mind her safety was in question.
    The doors slid open and Jonathan made his way to check in with a suddenly sour mood hanging over his head at the thought of Kathryn Spears. Other than the basic information about her, he really didn’t have much to go on, but he had already formed an opinion about her.
    She was controlling, apathetic and had an ego. There were no doubts about it.
    â€œWelcome, and how may I help you?” chirped the front desk attendant. He looked to be in his early twenties. His name tag read Jett.
    Jonathan set down his bag and started to take out his ID.
    â€œCheck-in for Jonathan Carmichael.” He passed his driver’s license over as well as the company credit card, having done the hotel check-in dance many times before. Another part of this routine was his next question.
    â€œCan you tell me if my friend has checked in yet? The name’s Kathryn Spears.”
    The man looked back up and without missing a beat nodded.
    â€œAbout an hour ago.”
    That surprised Jonathan.
    â€œYou remember her?” he asked.
    â€œYeah, the first thing she did was ask for coffee that was actually good.” Jett didn’t seem to be offended by the question. “I sent her to a café a block over.” His eyes went over Jonathan’s shoulder. “I guess she found some.”
    Jonathan didn’t have to follow the man’s gaze too far. Walking through the front doors, Kathryn had a cup between her hands and no trace of a smile across her lips. She met his stare with recognition he didn’t expect and made a beeline for him.
    â€œMr. Carmichael,” she said, stretching out her free hand. There was no question in the greeting. “Glad to see you finally made it.”
    Despite himself he grinned.
    â€œMiss Spears, glad to see you were able to get that coffee that was so important.” They shook and he was once again surprised by the woman. Not only was her grip firm, but she held it longer than necessary, squeezing tight as she answered.
    â€œTwo coffees, actually.”
    They dropped hands but his grin stayed. Even though he’d been shown her picture before he’d left Orion, the still of the woman sitting behind a desk covered in papers didn’t do the woman before him justice. She was attractive, sure, but there was something else there that caught and held his attention. An unspoken element that he couldn’t yet place or define.
    Suddenly, Jonathan Carmichael was intrigued by his client.
    â€œI would have waited for you,” she continued, voice notably cool, “but I’ll be honest, I think you being here is a bit unnecessary.”
    Jonathan let out a laugh at