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them so clearly. The way her lashes had beat over captivating green irises. The way that beat quickened when her gaze set on mine.
    Real.
    She was real. What happened in the elevator was real. Her hair had been baby soft. The scent of shampoo clinging to her, clean and sweet. I tasted her breath in my mouth. The strain of need tightened my cock. How natural that was. For an instant I’d been myself.
    When had I last?
    “ I’ve never known you to be naive.”
    The accusation barreled through my thoughts.
    My chin snapped toward Karim. “Look at her. That is the single worst spying I’ve ever seen.”
    The one thing we could count on was that anyone sent for us would be the best. The best and the worst. Hair whipped across her face and she tore it from her mouth, spitting.
    “That is not a professional.” I handed Karim the binoculars.
    We had intimate knowledge of professionals. If my past had taught me anything it was that you never see the devils until they’re breathing down your neck, their gun wedged to your ribs.
    “You remember the Russian girl?”
    Or in the case of Natalya, until they were riding you like a carnival attraction, pulling a razor from beneath their underwire.
    “She was different.”
    “I warned you off her too, but you wouldn’t listen.”
    “You booked her.”
    Karim lifted the binoculars, but his neck flushed. “And I tried to send her away when my suspicions piqued.”
    He had indeed.
    By that time I’d already seen her. The first chance I’d had for “recreation” in the longest months of my life, and she’d been five-eleven with legs for miles.
    The rules should’ve protected us.
    Escorts only.
    Never the same agency.
    Turned out there was no such thing as safe.
    “Just like they pique now.” He peered at the girl on the wharf.
    “Maybe she’s hunting adventure. You saw the way she watched me in the café. Then the way she kissed me in the elevator. She’s probably spoiled and bored.”
    “She spies, Haithem.” Karim stepped out from the window. “She followed us here.”
    I strode to the desk, opening my laptop. “There’s one way to find out.”
    “What are you doing?”
    I pounded the keys. Karim would resist my decision. He wasn’t one for risks. Except, my life was already a gamble. If I had one bet to place, I’d place it on my own instincts. Right then that instinct bored deep, hooked an idea, wouldn’t be shaken. “I’m going to find out who this girl is. Then we will make ourselves a new friend.”
    The binoculars in his hand fell to his side.
    He spun around. “You can’t intend—”
    “I do. We have weeks of waiting ahead of us.” Weeks where I’d lose my mind. Perhaps I already had. But something shifted under my skin—need—excitement. “ If I am right and all she wants is adventure, then she’ll have her adventure.” My lungs filled deeper than they had in years. “If you’re right, if she’s here to spy, I’ll show her a wealthy brat. Prove there’s nothing to see here.”
    Those ideas wrapped together nicely.
    Win, win.
    My favorite way for a thing to be.
    Karim moved to stand on the other side of the desk. “If I’m right then you’re inviting the snake into the nest.”
    “If you are right, then someone already knows we’ve been here. This would be the chance to extract information. You should be happy, Karim.”
    I belted out an email as we spoke. Usually, I preferred more information to feed my partner, Avner. But there was a lot he could do with only a name.
    If Angelina Morrison is really her name.
    “I’m not.”
    I hit Send. Done . Too late. A smile crept into the side of my cheek. Another new thing that seemed to be happening today. “You know what they say about where to keep enemies...”
    “We bury them, don’t we?”
    I slammed the lid closed, but I couldn’t slam shut my head. Or the images there. Nor the haze of terror and regret.
    “ What if I’m right and she finds something?”
    I shoved away the