Page 48 of Her Forbidden Shifters
He leaned back, settling into his seat. “You got it, boss.”
I shrugged off his term for me and picked up my notebook, “I need to take down a little history on you. See if maybe there isn’t anything in your past that might give us an idea of why your sister was taken.
Noah nodded. “I’m an open book.”
“Good to know,” I said. “Now, I’m going to check some facts. So, correct me if I’m wrong.”
“Shoot,” he said.
“You’re a well-known, multi-millionaire, ladies’ man. You and your sister grew up in the lap of luxury. Your father was the mayor.” I paused for a reaction.
Noah nodded. “You are right on the money so far. Pun intended.”
I shook my head and said, “You went off to college immediately after high school and earned your business degree which helped you with establishing one of the most successful technology firms in the world, especially in this corner of the world.”
Again, I paused for a response.
“You’re pretty spot on with everything so far,” he said. “Keep going.”
I quirked an eyebrow. He seemed to be enjoying hearing about himself.
“So, then,” I started, “You could easily have a target on your back.”
Noah sat forward. “Wait, what? How is me with the target when my sister was the one taken?”
I shrugged. “You clearly didn’t get where you are without pissing off a few people. Your business alone had to have stepped on someone’s toes.”
Noah shook his head. “I don’t have any enemies. At least, none that have come right out and announced it. I don’t receive hate mail unless you consider the random junk mail everyone gets. I’ve been keeping a low-key profile for a while now.”
“Yes,” I said, “but why?”
“I got bored of the limelight,” he said.
What was worse, I believed him. But something made him want to turn over a new leaf other than pure and simple boredom. I had a feeling that was Savannah.
I carefully watched Noah’s reaction for the answer to my next question. “There wasn’t a particular event in your past that made you step out of the limelight, as you called it?”
“None that I could think of. At least, none that would have led to such an extreme retaliation,” he said. “I just got tired of living life the way I was and started making some changes.”
“Well, I have to say, it would make sense that someone would come after you solely for your money, but that doesn’t add up to your sister being taken and not having a ransom demand.”
“Okay…?” Noah said, dragging out the word.
“There should have been a demand by now,” I said, “if they were after your money. Double-check your email, business profile, social media… anything you have and can think of that would be used to send a ransom demand.”
Noah nodded and pulled out his phone. His fingers flipped along the screen as he did what I asked. After several minutes, he shook his head. “No, nothing.”
I frowned. “We’ve got to be missing something.”
“I wouldn’t know what there was to miss, much less what to look for,” Noah said.
I leaned back. “I need to think about this for a bit.”
I fell silent and hoped Noah would take the hint, but I was holding my breath for something that would never come.
“So,” he started.
I shifted my eyes to look at him.
