Girl Undercover 4 & 5: Ariel & Financial Devil Read Online Free Page A

know. But, really, I’m fine.” There was a finality to Ariel’s voice that told me she didn’t want to discuss it any further. She stretched out like a cat on the sun chair. “Don’t you just love this weather? I can’t wait for summer to come.”
    “Yeah, it’s nice.”
    “I think I’m gonna take a nap. I have an hour to kill before my next client.” Ariel put her hands behind her neck and turned her face up to the sun.
    I looked at her for another moment and when she didn’t say anything else, I figured I should leave.
    “Okay, sweet dreams,” I said. “See you later.”
    Ariel didn’t respond.

Chapter 3
    “She texted you again?” I asked Ian. We were walking up to the fifth floor at the club where we would be doing his workout today. He had just finished telling me that Ariel had contacted him a second time. “What did she say?”
    “That she wants to go out again,” Ian replied. “Basically.”
    “Really? Wow, I didn’t see that one coming. Or actually, maybe I did. She was pretty persistent when she was crushing on Nick.”
    Ian turned to glance at me. “Your husband?”
    “Yeah. They went out on a date while he and I were undercover. She kept texting him even after he told her he wasn’t interested in going out again. What did you reply?”
    “I haven’t responded yet. Did you get a chance to talk to her yet?”
    “No, but I did witness something curious yesterday.” As I told him what I had seen transpire between Ariel and the senator, we entered the area where the heavy weights and the bench presses were and went over to a corner empty of people.
    “She actually shook her?” he asked when I’d gotten to the end of my story.
    I nodded. “Yeah. And pretty hard too. But Ariel acted like it was nothing when I went up to her and asked if she was okay. She said she was fine and then brushed me off, so I left. Something’s not right between those two.”
    “It doesn’t sound like it. When were they going to have their session again?”
    “Tomorrow at eight p.m. That is, if they’re still working together. Who knows after that incident? I sure wouldn’t be training someone who did something like that to me.” I told him to do a set of fifty jumping jacks to warm up. He instantly began jumping.
    “I bet they are,” he said, arms and legs moving sideways back and forth at a rapid pace. Ian never had a problem maintaining a conversation while working out vigorously. “Well, since you haven’t found out what their deal is, I’m going to ask her out for this Thursday and coax it out of her.”
    “Do you really think that’s such a good idea?”
    He sighed. “My dear, you’re giving me no choice. You need to move quicker. A lot quicker. We can’t afford to lose more time. And besides, I’d rather tell her in person that I’m back with my ex. I’m not sure a text will do the trick. Not when I’m getting the sense she thinks there might be more between us than there is.”
    “What makes you think she thinks that?”
    “Just the tone of the text. She didn’t really ask me if I wanted to go out with her again. Instead she named a couple of restaurants she wanted to go to for our next date. So I would know where to take her.” Pearls of sweat were forming along Ian’s hairline.
    “She actually said ‘so you would know where to take her’?”
    “Not verbatim, but a version of that.”
    “Wow. That’s quite aggressive.” Not that I should be very surprised. Ariel might be petite, but that had never stopped her from boldly going after whatever she wanted. “And presumptuous. Well, now I don’t feel so bad for her any longer. She should just have asked you if you wanted to go out again.”
    “Agreed.” He finished his jacks. “What’s next?”
    “Let’s do some deadlifts.” I pointed to another corner of the big gym floor where several barbells were lined up. We went over there and grabbed one that weighed 120 pounds. Ian began squatting while holding the heavy