speaking softly to, no doubt, Jon. He’d need to be updated on this discovery. They’d have to ramp up security. That someone had gotten into her bathroom showed they had free access to the room. Possibly an employee with a master key.
Brody left the room and came back a minute later with a tiny bottle of whisky. He cracked the top and poured the contents into the cup of coffee, then handed it to Rick. “Get her to drink that. She’s looking kinda shocky.”
Rick didn’t argue. The way she looked, trembling now like her blood had gone cold, a little liquor could only help. “Sierra. Drink this.”
She shook her head.
“One sip. Come on. It’ll make you feel better.” He brought the mug closer to her lips.
Finally, she reached up and cupped it. He covered her shaking hands with his steady ones and helped guide the mug to her mouth.
She swallowed and wrinkled her nose.
“Don’t tell me you’re not a drinker. Party girl like you.” Rick smiled when his comment had her eyes moving to shoot him a look from beneath lowered brows.
He preferred her pissed rather than the way she’d been just seconds ago.
Pocketing his phone, Chris moved closer to where Sierra sat with Rick in front of her. His gaze moved between the two. “Jon’s on his way over. We’re going to move you to another hotel.”
“Where?” she asked.
“That’s what we’re going to figure out when he gets here. In the meantime, he doesn’t think you should go to work today.” Chris’s suggestion stoked the fire in Sierra’s eyes.
She shook her head. “No. I’m going to work. Do you know how much it would cost the studio if I chose to just not show up for a day?”
Chris lifted his brow. “No, ma’am. I can’t say I do.”
“I’m going to work.” Her tone left no room for argument.
“All right.” Rick nodded. “We’ll sweep the area prior to your getting there. While you’re at work, we can move your stuff to the new hotel after it’s been swept and secured. Today will be just like any other day at work, except I’ll be there with you.”
She digested that for a minute. “Okay.”
Her easy agreement was a pleasant surprise. One hurdle cleared.
Rick glanced up at Chris. “You okay with postponing that flight of yours?”
“No problem.” Chris shifted his glance to Brody. “You feel like playing at being a GAPS employee for a little bit longer?”
Brody tipped his head. “Sure. It’s turning out to be more exciting than I’d anticipated.”
Chris let out a snort. “Ain’t that the truth.”
Rick drew in a steadying breath. He had to agree with Brody and Chris.
This was turning into one hell of an assignment.
CHAPTER 10
Once Sierra had gotten her legs to hold her weight and her hands to stop shaking long enough she could grip her cell phone, she called Roger. She didn’t give a crap that it was six in the morning.
Even if it was the crack of dawn, she had a camera spying on her and, after the newest arrivals, nearly half a dozen men in her suite. She figured it was about time Roger got to share all the fun with her.
To his credit, he got to her room in just a few minutes, even though she could tell from his voice over the phone she’d woken him with her call.
After one of the two new arrivals opened the door at the sound of the knock, Roger came in, his concern evident from his expression.
He glanced in her direction, but paused to shake hands with the two men who’d introduced themselves as the founders of the company.
It was becoming difficult to keep all these guys and their names straight now that there were so many of them.
Looking at the security team now—all five standing together in a huddle on the other side of the room discussing her, no doubt—she came up with a new name for the company. GAPS could easily stand for Glorious Abs and Pecs from what she could see of the bulging muscles beneath their shirts.
She giggled at herself and wondered how much booze the one
Brody left the room and came back a minute later with a tiny bottle of whisky. He cracked the top and poured the contents into the cup of coffee, then handed it to Rick. “Get her to drink that. She’s looking kinda shocky.”
Rick didn’t argue. The way she looked, trembling now like her blood had gone cold, a little liquor could only help. “Sierra. Drink this.”
She shook her head.
“One sip. Come on. It’ll make you feel better.” He brought the mug closer to her lips.
Finally, she reached up and cupped it. He covered her shaking hands with his steady ones and helped guide the mug to her mouth.
She swallowed and wrinkled her nose.
“Don’t tell me you’re not a drinker. Party girl like you.” Rick smiled when his comment had her eyes moving to shoot him a look from beneath lowered brows.
He preferred her pissed rather than the way she’d been just seconds ago.
Pocketing his phone, Chris moved closer to where Sierra sat with Rick in front of her. His gaze moved between the two. “Jon’s on his way over. We’re going to move you to another hotel.”
“Where?” she asked.
“That’s what we’re going to figure out when he gets here. In the meantime, he doesn’t think you should go to work today.” Chris’s suggestion stoked the fire in Sierra’s eyes.
She shook her head. “No. I’m going to work. Do you know how much it would cost the studio if I chose to just not show up for a day?”
Chris lifted his brow. “No, ma’am. I can’t say I do.”
“I’m going to work.” Her tone left no room for argument.
“All right.” Rick nodded. “We’ll sweep the area prior to your getting there. While you’re at work, we can move your stuff to the new hotel after it’s been swept and secured. Today will be just like any other day at work, except I’ll be there with you.”
She digested that for a minute. “Okay.”
Her easy agreement was a pleasant surprise. One hurdle cleared.
Rick glanced up at Chris. “You okay with postponing that flight of yours?”
“No problem.” Chris shifted his glance to Brody. “You feel like playing at being a GAPS employee for a little bit longer?”
Brody tipped his head. “Sure. It’s turning out to be more exciting than I’d anticipated.”
Chris let out a snort. “Ain’t that the truth.”
Rick drew in a steadying breath. He had to agree with Brody and Chris.
This was turning into one hell of an assignment.
CHAPTER 10
Once Sierra had gotten her legs to hold her weight and her hands to stop shaking long enough she could grip her cell phone, she called Roger. She didn’t give a crap that it was six in the morning.
Even if it was the crack of dawn, she had a camera spying on her and, after the newest arrivals, nearly half a dozen men in her suite. She figured it was about time Roger got to share all the fun with her.
To his credit, he got to her room in just a few minutes, even though she could tell from his voice over the phone she’d woken him with her call.
After one of the two new arrivals opened the door at the sound of the knock, Roger came in, his concern evident from his expression.
He glanced in her direction, but paused to shake hands with the two men who’d introduced themselves as the founders of the company.
It was becoming difficult to keep all these guys and their names straight now that there were so many of them.
Looking at the security team now—all five standing together in a huddle on the other side of the room discussing her, no doubt—she came up with a new name for the company. GAPS could easily stand for Glorious Abs and Pecs from what she could see of the bulging muscles beneath their shirts.
She giggled at herself and wondered how much booze the one
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