time.
Victor closed his eyes to block out the sight of her lovely face, and took a deep breath. âDo what you want, Bella. Iâm here until the job is done, and right now that job means getting you to talk to Payton. Someone has to be in charge when youâre out looking for Gage, but none of the men will take orders from him anymore.â
âBecause I told them not to.â
âBut heâs the one with the most intel. You canât just shut him out.â
âI can. I have. End of conversation.â
A grizzled old man came out of the house carrying a cooler. Victor recognized him but couldnât place his name. He moved slowly, taking each step with measured care. No doubt the device was inside.
âWeâre done,â said the older man in a voice as rough as crushed gravel. âWe had to cut the gas line, so you wonât have any hot water. You need to find another place to stay tonight. Weâll do another sweep tomorrow in the daylight and fix your gas line.â
âIâd rather sleep in my own bed,â Bella said.
âYeah, and Iâd rather not be mopping up squishy pieces of you come morning.â
She straightened and squared her shoulders. âThat one didnât go off. There arenât that many incompetent bombers with enough fingers left to do a job, but apparently, our guy was one of them.â
âWrong,â said the man. âThe work was solid. Set on a timer so the boom wouldnât happen until the room had time to fill with a small cloud of gas. Whoever did this wanted to make sure you were
in
the blast, not just next to it. If youâd taken more than a few seconds to realize there was a problem and turn off the gas, you would have been one crispy critter.â He strapped the cooler into the back of his truck, inside a custom-built steel container.
Bellaâs jaw tightened in anger, but the rest of her body was loose and relaxedâjust like she always was before a fight. âI didnât see the problem. Uncle Samâs poster boy here did.â She hooked a thumb toward Victor.
The manâs bushy eyebrows lifted in a show of surprise. âGood eye. Bella assign you to a team yet? We could always use a man with a brain.â
âHeâs spoken for,â she said before Victor could say a word.
The older man nodded in acceptance. âFair enough. Iâm taking the device to my place out in the country to dispose of it.â
âHave you gotten all the information from it you can?â she asked. âIâd really like to find the person whoâs trying to kill me before they succeed.â
âIâll do what I can before destroying it, but itâs not the kind of thing we can have sitting around while the eggheads do their thing. Thatâs a really good way to lose eggheads.â
âI understand,â she said. âI donât want you to risk your fingers doing anything unsafe. Youâre my man and I want you in one piece.â
âYes, maâam. Weâre of a mind there. Iâll call you when I know more.â He got into his truck and pulled away slowly.
A minute later, Franklin and two other men came out of Bellaâs place, carrying the gear theyâd toted in.
âWeâll come back after the sun is up and do another sweep. Do you want me to stay here tonight and keep watch?â Franklin asked Bella.
âNo. I got it.â
The young manâs face turned red and he shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. âYou know I canât let you back in the house until the boss gives the all clear, right?â
She crossed her arms over her chest, pressing her breasts upward in a mouthwatering display that made Victor squirm.
â
Iâm
the boss, Franklin,â she reminded him.
âYes, maâam. Youâre my bossâs boss and I respect that. But he promised me that heâd beat the everlovinâ hell out of me if