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her cheek. ‘‘What can I do to help?’’
    ‘‘Other than disappear, I honestly don’t know. I can’t take you to the pool house because Rad will kill you. I’ll have to show up, though, and tell him you got away from me.’’
    ‘‘He won’t be happy about that.’’
    ‘‘No. He’s liable to fire me, and I’ll lose my chance to find out where he is planning to film. Great. Just great.’’ She scowled up at him. ‘‘Thanks for screwing this up, Callahan.’’
    ‘‘Look, maybe it’s best to forget about the entire organization in this instance,’’ Mark suggested. ‘‘Boris Radovanovic needs to be dead. I will go to the pool house, only I’ll be the one doing the killing.’’
    She shook her head. ‘‘You won’t get near him. He has a small army with him. Between his men and Selcer’s, I’m amazed you made it into the house at all.’’
    ‘‘I’m good.’’
    Yes, that he was. Except for the one major way that had torn them apart, Mark Callahan was good at just about everything. ‘‘Then be good some more and come up with a plan that keeps the good guys alive and breathing.’’
    Mark took hold of her hand and absently stroked his thumb across her knuckles. ‘‘How much does Selcer know about this meeting between Rad and his patsies?’’
    ‘‘Very little. Rad plays this all very close to his chest. I wouldn’t have put the clues together if not for the information Paulo provided going into it.’’
    ‘‘Any chance the girl is stashed on this estate?’’
    She shook her head. ‘‘No, I honestly don’t think so. Rad couldn’t set it up without Selcer’s security people knowing something about it. All that concerns them is the party. Their instructions call for them to clear the estate at two a.m., which is business as usual.’’
    She tried to pull her hand away, but he held her tight, his brow knit in thought. After a moment, he sighed. ‘‘All right. Here’s the plan. Matt, you listening? I’ll valiantly escape from Annabelle, then duck back inside and grab Sophia. I’ll get her out on my own. In the meantime, I’m giving the wire to my wife. Y’all are now her assets to control.’’ To Annabelle, he added, ‘‘Does that work for you?’’
    Annabelle concluded that he had made a good choice. She would be glad to have the extra backup. ‘‘Yes.’’
    Mark yanked at the studs on his shirt and frowned at something his brother must have said. ‘‘That blows. All right, you stay in position.’’ To Annabelle, he said, ‘‘The fireworks made the gate guards nervous. They’ve added more bodies. Matt thinks it is best I hand Sophia over to him, but Luke is free as of now.’’ He detailed his twin’s location, then added, ‘‘He’ll be happy to explode something if that’ll help.’’
    ‘‘I’ll keep that in mind,’’ she said to Mark. Addressing his brother, she added, ‘‘Here’s a number to call to coordinate with my team. Tell the man who answers the word is ‘pistachio.’ ’’ She recited the phone number as she unfastened the buttons around her neck, then tugged the side zipper of her dress. The red silk spilled to her waist and she heard Mark suck in a breath. Her nipples went hard—she wasn’t wearing a bra.
    ‘‘Damn, Belle,’’ Mark breathed.
    ‘‘Give me the wire, Callahan.’’
    His clothing rustled. ‘‘You’ll need to get it. Be careful with the tape—we need it to stick to your skin, too.’’
    Mindful of the minutes ticking by, Annabelle attempted to be all business as she slipped her hands into the gap of his shirtfront and snaked them around his torso, but she couldn’t help but note the heat of his skin and the firm rip of muscle beneath it. His scent surrounded her and she wanted to fold against him, to press her bare breasts against his naked chest, to rub herself against him like a kitten and purr.
    Good Lord. She blinked in shock at the direction of her thoughts. She had believed she was over this.