Page 8 of Hacker Unknown

She nodded slightly and typed on her computer. “Zayla doesn’t work at AA Security, but I can give a message to Aaron Ross to relay it to her.”

“My name is Sonali Bailey,” I said.

Her eyes widened as she asked, “Can you repeat your name one more time?”

“Sonali Bailey.”

“You can have a seat over there on the couch,” she replied, her tone no longer clipped. “Let me see if my boss is out of his meeting. Do not leave this room.”

I wasn’t sure if the Hello Kitty shirt made me think the woman was safe enough to stay, but I was on edge by the way her eyes widened at the mention of my name. My butt sank into the cushion when I sat on the couch. My eyes watched the second hand of the clock near the hallway. Each complete circle felt like an hour and not a minute. Not wanting to wait another minute I strode toward the long hallway.

Every door had a silver plaque. The first one proclaimed CJ, then Jason, followed by Paolo. I turned down another hall that opened into a room with two larger doors, one read Antonio Ross, and the other had Asher Ross etched in the metal.

I heard voices on the other side, and thought maybe this was my chance to talk with Zayla sooner. My fingers gripped the handle, and I pushed open the heavy wooden door.

My eyes couldn’t comprehend what the hell I had just walked into. Of all the things I had expected to see, it definitely wasn’t Zayla—completely naked—with the two men from the magazine beside her, Asher and CJ.

“You’re all naked,” I screamed. The receptionist appeared next to me and sighed, like it was no big deal. “Do something,” I pleaded.

She stepped back and put her hand on her hip. “I told you not to leave the front area,” she said matter-of-factly. “AA Security has a list of rules, and the top one is not to open closed doors. Unless you want to see the bosses naked or their significant others naked, don’t open them. Any closed door—even a coat closet. People seem to have sex in every section of this office.”

“Actually, that’s rule number two,” A tall man huffed to my left. “Rule number one is always shoot to kill.”

CJ stood to the left of Zayla and tilted his head to the side. “I thought rule number one was to keep Kat Ross in your eyesight, or you don’t know what will happen.”

“Umm …This is a great rules conversation,” Zayla sighed. “But maybe we could close the door for me to put some clothes on.”

A woman in a black suit with red hair came up and wrapped her arm around the tall man next to me. “Honey, I told you I don’t want to have an orgy at work. And having it with your family is not something I plan to change my mind on.”

“I second what Kat said.” Zayla added.

This whole situation was beyond bizarre. I had googled AA Security on the way over from the hotel. This company was supposed to be one of the best. “You guys are close to the top of the list for security agencies for hire.”

CJ’s brows drew together. He leaned forward not caring his dick was in full view as he reached for the keyboard near the monitor screen. “We are the top. I know I hacked the algorithm and tweaked it to move Blackwood Mercenaries to third. Brock better not of changed that back.”

“You all can’t be serious.”

I had watched some American prank shows over the years and wondered for a moment if a camera crew would pop out from another closed door. Hopefully, they would have clothes on. At least that could explain the past twenty-four hours better than how my reality was working out.

“AA Security is the best. Now can you tell me what we can help you with?” Kat asked.

This would be the perfect moment to leave and find another company to work with, except my feet didn’t move and I didn’t run for the door. Instead, I proceeded to talk like this was all normal. “I have spent twenty-six years in hiding. I knew my life would never be easy. A man tried to save me years ago. He was sweet and always talked about his daughter. I can’t remember the number of times he promised I would get to meet her one day.”

“You need us to help you find someone? We can, but our services aren’t cheap,” Asher stated still naked.

Kat tapped her red shoe on the marble floor drawing my attention. “We might be able to cut a deal. I have the perfect person to use for the search.”

“Stop trying to play matchmaker with our employees,” the man next to her protested.

“I don’t need your help finding this woman. Every time I imagined the day I’d meet her; we would hug and talk about her father. Not once … And I want to repeat that. Not once did I think I would meet her while she was naked sitting on her boyfriend's lap.”

Zayla’s eyes widened. “Sonali?”

“Yes, and I need your help.”

Kat clapped her hands. “This is even better. I get to pair you with a bodyguard. I’m so going to get points for this setup.”

“Sonali, my name is Antonio Ross, and this is my wife Kat Ross. Why don’t we head to the conference room while these three put some clothes on?” Antonio offered.

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