about their ongoing cases. She quietly observed the men and was fascinated by what they were talking about. Maybe this was the type of business she should think about working for. Not here of course, but something like it.
As everyone finished, Max curved his shoulders inward as he turned to her. She realized he was creating a little wall of privacy for them. He held her hand and the other was against her back and he started rubbing lightly with his huge hand. “Can I get you something else? You didn’t eat anything.”
She turned her head. He was so close - close enough to see the gold flecks in his green eyes. “I’m not hungry. Thank you, though.” He dipped his head, looked her in the eye and all she could see was his face and she liked what she saw.
“We got this, Rory.” They both looked down at their entwined hands. Max knew in his gut that this was the beginning of something. He could feel the beat of her heart against his. Somehow their hands defined what he wanted in his life. He couldn’t quite put it into words yet, but seeing their hands together gave him an idea of where he wanted to start. He wanted to protect this woman from the person who was stalking her. He wanted to be the person that stood between her and the world.
Everyone finished their lunch and started to clean up. She felt herself surface, everyone in the room had slipped away while she’d been speaking with Max. He was a powerful man - she could feel his coiled strength and intense focus when she was close to him. She heard Frank say something, and turned to face the men at the table. Frank stood, “Let me give you what we have so far, and then we can get everyone’s input.”
He filled everyone in and then Derick gave his report on the info he pulled off of her computer. “Someone has installed a worm on Rory’s computer and they have full access to it and can see everything that’s on there. It also appears the person has access to the camera as well. So the son of a bitch is smart and creepy.” He turned to Rory, “The asshole has also accessed your cell phone by cloning your password.”
Rory felt a sudden hot flash and her face paled. Max took her hand and didn’t let go. Derrick continued, “I have installed the appropriate counter measures and I’m close to getting an IP address - I should have some info by the end of the day. The guy has developed an obsession with Rory and is dead set on trying to control her behavior. Hijacking the camera suggests it’s personal and not financially motivated. But I need to do more research before I rule that out completely.”
Frank looked up from his phone, “It looks like you had a tracker on your car. It wasn’t a very sophisticated device - which is good news. We probably have someone with advanced computer skills and little else. The guys took out the tracker and added one of our GPS devices. We sent a team out to your house and they’ve started on your system.”
Some of the men gave input and they finalized the initial plan for protecting Rory. She tried to listen, but couldn’t focus. The idea that someone looked at her through the camera on her computer completely pissed her off. She at least would like someone to buy her a drink before they saw her in her panties.
Max got up and thanked everyone. He led her into his office and closed the door. “Someone saw me naked - I always leave my laptop open when I’m traveling. I’m really mad now. I definitely need some kind of arsenal - give me something.” She was dead serious. “I don’t like this feeling at all… I want to be in charge of my life.”
“I’m a little concerned about providing you with the arsenal you want. I see the blood thirsty look in your eyes. Let’s come up with something else.” He put his arm around her shoulder and looked into her eyes. “How about if I am your arsenal? After all, I know what I’m doing. Would that make you feel better?”
“No, I want to