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Swiping the shower curtain aside, Liam grinned wildly. “His mother is the big, bad techie person working for Sinclair.”
“Ex-military?”
“Nope.” He disappeared behind the curtain again. “She’s his freaking sister.”
Whoa.
Jamison knocked the curtain aside. “His sister?”
“Kristina Scherer, formally Sinclair. A stay-at-home mom of two teenage sons by day and hacker by night.” He tilted his head back to rinse the shampoo from his hair. “Turns out she has a juvie record a mile long. We just didn’t have time to dig deep enough.”
“Why would he put his sister and nephew in danger?”
“For one, he’s a psychopath. But yeah, I see where your mind is going.” He hauled her into the shower, making her squeal as the shirt she was wearing disappeared. “My guess would be it’s the sister that got him involved with Zanmi.”
“A family connection.” Jamison thought for a moment. “But the breeding thing… I just don’t know, Liam.”
“We’ll figure it out, but we can breathe a little easier for now.” Eyes on what he was doing, he cupped her breasts, one in each hand. “That woman had a serious setup, and Rowan said taking it down would relieve a majority of our problems.”
“Hmm.”
Biting on his bottom lip, his thumbs circled her nipples. “No thinking tonight. We’ve talked. I’ve had a shower. Sex is next.”
“But I don’t think you’re clean yet.”
“You’re so right.” Pulling her to him, he rubbed their slippery chests together until she was laughing. “Grab the soap. I could use some a little lower.”
“Pervert.”
“Very much so, yes.”
Chapter 43
Shower. Talk. Sex.
None of it went exactly as planned.
But nothing with them ever did.
After finishing in the shower, they continued to talk, with Liam giving her more details. “We nabbed cops out of Port Michaelson, and a doctor in Hollingsdale. All of them new to the area over the last year.”
“Was the doctor another fertility specialist?”
“Pediatrician.”
According to Liam, the doctor didn’t know what he was doing and only attempted to access their security system when Michael panicked.
“Sinclair wasn’t expecting the jammer, and he sure as hell wasn’t expecting Rowan to go so hard.”
They brushed their teeth together, sharing the mirror and sink. It was the most basic task, but the intimacy in the act had her heart close to bursting.
He finished first and gave her butt a squeeze. “Stay naked.”
She didn’t linger, but by the time she finished her skin care routine, Liam had already entered a comatose state and was in the bed snoringloud enough to wake the dead. With a smile, she got in and curled next to him, ready for a long night of rest.
His sister.
Why would Michael risk her?
