followed up with an
actual break-in to prove to the head of security that new measures were in
order. It was often not the head of security who decided to hire his firm, so
they needed more convincing that changes were needed. With Sam, he trusted
Isaiah to do his job and didn’t need any proof. Not to mention, Sam already
knew there were problems and had simply hired consultants in various areas to
help him find those issues since he couldn’t check all locations at the same
time. In fact, it would have taken him more than a year if he’d handled
everything on his own. At the moment, the company’s security issues threatened
to drive them out of business. The reason for going through with the actual
break-in was that Sam got off on this kind of thing as much as Isaiah did. It
was one thing to tell people you could do something, but it was totally
different to actually pull it off.
“Then let’s do this tonight!” Sam said with a decisive nod.
“We’ll meet at nine. I’ll text you the details.”
“Not tonight,” Isaiah insisted.
“Because you’re going to be banging the sexy coffee girl?”
Sam asked, laughing when Isaiah glared at him.
“You sound like my cousin, Drew,” Isaiah muttered. Eyes
straying to Nikki, he wondered what was taking her so long. As it turned out,
she’d gotten delayed by an indecisive customer, which was a good thing
considering his conversation with Sam. “I’m having dinner with her tonight, as
I already told you.”
“Then you’ll be done in time to grab your gear and meet me,”
Sam told him. “I need to get this done soon. I have another job to take care of
in Houston.”
Isaiah sighed. “Fine, but I haven’t had time to look at
evening street views yet, so I’m not sure if we’ll run into problems from
outside sources.”
Sam shrugged. “That just makes it more exciting.”
“Not if you end up getting shot,” Isaiah told him.
“Nothing will go wrong. Just finish your research and enjoy
your date first,” Sam said.
“Here are your drinks,” Nikki interrupted with a smile that
seemed somewhat strained, making Isaiah worry she’d heard something. He
suddenly wanted to kick himself for having this conversation here. He should
have insisted on meeting Sam later.
Since he’d first set foot in this coffee shop, Isaiah hadn’t
been thinking straight. Being around Nikki was making him lose his edge, which
was probably as good a reason as any to finish this job before his distraction
resulted in a major screw up.
Chapter Ten
Phoenix almost wished she hadn’t overheard Isaiah’s
conversation, because now she couldn’t stop worrying about what he was up to.
Honestly, she needed to stop thinking about him and focus on her own problems.
He’d left three hours ago, after giving her a quick kiss on the mouth and
telling her he’d pick her up at five for their date—a date she’d been having
serious second thoughts about even before she’d learned that Isaiah was most
likely a criminal. It was always possible she was overreacting, and they were
simply planning to hit a club Isaiah had researched, but then why would they
call it a job?
Great kisser or not, it was time to admit that Isaiah was
planning something illegal tonight. That should have been her cue to cancel
their date and encourage Isaiah to buy coffee elsewhere, which is exactly what
she’d do if her gut wasn’t insisting that Isaiah was a good person. Tonight, at
dinner, she planned to find out what was really going on. There just had to be
an explanation.
Phoenix was scheduled to work until two, but Alan had called
to say he was going to be late, which meant she wouldn’t have time to go home
to change before her date with Isaiah. As it turned out, she was the one
closing the shop up at five since Alan hadn’t even shown up. Her boss had
apologized profusely and assured her someone would be in tomorrow so she could
have the day off, but she’d believe that when it actually happened.
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