Page 93 of The Way You Bite
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Lexan marched off the plane, frustrated by the need to finish what Vee started, but without the time to do so. And, furious he had to put Vee into the line of fire to end this with Ambrose. He wished he could send an assassin to take out Ambrose and be done with it, but they needed to know more about the modified virus, which he had a strong suspicion lay in Ambrose’s hands.
He snapped at Eric, “She called Ambrose. She set up a meeting him at his place north of Charlotte. We plan with that in mind.”
Eric’s gaze bounced to Vee as she sauntered off the plane. “Did you two resolve things?”
“We did.” Vee smiled.
“Almost,” Lexan said.
Her smile went straight to his groin, which hardened further and, damn it, he was already so hard that walking hurt.
He thought to her,“Tuxedos have to be optional.”
“Nope. It’s a package deal.”
“Fuck.” He scratched the roughness of his chin.
Eric laughed. Respect for her glimmered in his gaze.
Blay emerged from an SUV parked nearby. Several of his guys followed.
“What do you have?” Lexan asked Blay, hoping he’d provide a reason to prevent Vee from meeting Ambrose like identifying someone else had the viral technology.
“Ambrose has been busy… All that time in California was with a biotech company.” He turned to a wolf of Spanish descent on his left. “Tell us what you found.”
The Spaniard nodded and in a thick accent said, “He’s had fifteen meetings with RenCorp over the past few weeks. They specialize in medication trials, but they have a level three biohazard facility, which means they can work with lethal microbes.” He rotated his phone to show a photograph of Ambrose outside a concrete bunker shielding his face from a sun glare.
Now they had to talk to Ambrose. “Who’s paying for all this microbe work?”
The Spaniard said, “We don’t know. The accounts we can access that are his are relatively static. They pay for expenses but no significant deposits or purchases. I heard Viktor cut him off some time ago when he found out about some of Ambrose’s appetites.”
“He’s gay. Do you have a problem saying it?” Vee asked.
“No. I didn’t know if you knew and since you were betrothed to him…I didn’t want you embarrassed.” The Spaniard shrugged.
“I knew.”
Blay said, “Yet you agreed to marry him?”
“Agreement wasn’t a part of the arrangement. I was told it was what I was going to do. I lifted the fact he was gay from Ambrose’s mind.” She tapped her head. “I used it as leverage to keep my employment. I kept silent, and he continued whatever he did in California, which seems to have been far more than getting busy with his boyfriends.”
Blay cleared his throat. “I think he has offshore accounts, or the funders do, but it’ll take time for us to determine where and get details. It’s probably Viktor, and the whole cutting-off thing is cover. But being covert about the viral technology won’t matter anymore.”
Lexan asked, “Do you have someone who can go out there and find out what they’ve already done? Maybe we can get our hands on the raw virus and do some work on it.”
“I do.” Blay gazed at Vee. “I won’t lie. The virus part of this is important, but I want to know why he killed Arie. I don’t want you hurt in this, but I need to know.”
She addressed Lexan. “I can do this. Ambrose would love to have what you want under his control, which means he’s less likely to kill me until you’re watching. He’s got a crush on you, and I bet he wants you to see whatever he does with me.”
“Put this button in your pocket. It’ll allow us to track you.” Blay handed her a metal button the size of a quarter.
She tucked it into her jeans. “Let’s find out what Ambrose is up to.” She smiled at them when both glared. “We can do this.”
Lexan caught her by surprise as he took possession of her mouth. There was no hesitation on her part. She kissed him back, melting into him.
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