Seduction: Book 4 (Strong Young Women Series) by Joyce Jordan

along the street and came to meet Jes who was opening her car door. He saw the two men standing next to her car and wondered if they were threatening her in any way.
    “You know these two?” Sandro asked her as he came to stand next to her.
    “Sort of. Don’t mind them,” she said to him and put her head back into the car, pulled the lever for the front and shot back out. “Just tell me you can fix whatever it is. I need to be in the city as of five minutes ago.”
    Sandro nodded to the two men and went to open the hood of Jes’s car. “What happened?”
    “It just died on me when I was reversing.”
    “Give it one try and let’s see,” Sandro said to her. “Stop!”
    Jes grimaced.
    “How many times has this happened, Jes?” he asked coming round to the driver’s side. “Never mind, don’t tell me. I’ll have the boys at the shop come pick it up. In the meantime, I’ll drive you into the city.”
    “Thanks Sandro, but it’s not necessary. Just drop me at the train. It will be faster anyway,” she told him. She grabbed her tote bag and ran to his passenger seat.
    She looked in the side mirror and found the sedan following them. She grinned hoping the guys knew their way around, because she was going to have a cat and mouse game with them. And what fun she would have. Suddenly the thought of being late or missing out on her agenda didn’t seem so gloomy anymore.
    The one strength Jes knew she had in her corner, was quick to adapt. She suddenly switched plans and decided to do her other errands when her car was fi xed. Today she would just concentrate on visiting shops within the city. She might still be able to carry a few samples, but it would need to be small items that could fit in her tote bag.
    Jes wasn’t surprised to see one of them get out of the car as she was dropped off at the train station. She smiled and shook her head. Let the games begin. She wove her way through the crowd and waited for the doors to open. She pulled her phone out, checking for messages. It was already ten thirty.
    Jes exited the train and went to do some business, and not more than thirty minutes later she was back on the train. Her trusted shadow was with her. Now he wasn’t even making a pretense of following her. It was going to be harder to lose him if he were that close to her.
    Jes took the next few stations making believe she was attending to business as usual.   Some stops were legitimate but others were the diversion she needed to confuse her tail.  She needed to keep up the fake itinerary so his counterpart couldn't really follow.
    Finally she reached one of the bakeries she used often. Once she was done, she went to the bathroom, then took a back corridor and left by the back entrance. Jes was grinning from ear to ear as she took the train and made the exit that she really wanted. Now she was free to stroll around. She was hungry. It was almost noon. She thought about the lunch she should be having with Nate. It would most likely be better than the sub she was ordering.
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    Nate was angry. Anger didn’t begin to describe it. Livid was more like it. How could a small person like Jes get the best of two trained operatives? Why the heck hadn’t they just forced her into their car? In hindsight, he should have probably made that a last resort effort if she refused. But how had he known she would refuse? She wasn’t here, was she? And why was that? Why had she blown their meeting? And without a word?
    Nate snarled and banged his fist on his desk. The papers and lighter objects on top flew up and came back down to rest on his desk. Other objects shook and moved a few inches here and there. Not satisfied he pushed the papers closest to him off the desk until they were fluttering around before finally resting on the floor.
    His only hope was that Jeremy Maynard didn’t know about her and try to resort to some kind of revenge ideas in his twisted mind. He had declared war on Gabe, and his whole family