thing?”
“Both. SAI is made up of men from some of the most elite special operations forces in the world. They have impeccable ethics, and they don’t stop until the job is done. If I was going to pick a company to protect you—it would be them.”
“Really, that good?”
“Yes, Sara. I got a call from the man who runs the Chicago office. Hank and I know each other from some training that we did together when he was still on the Teams and I was with HRT. He’s a rock-solid operator, and I trust him. Apparently your boyfriend dug up enough info to tie you to the Outfit. He asked Hank to get in touch with the FBI and let us know that you are now under his protection.”
“That’s so infuriating. Why doesn’t he talk to me, maybe ask me if I’m interested?”
“Is this the man who you’re going to have monkey sex with? Because if he is, then it’s all starting to make sense. If he’s fallen for you, then his behavior is right on point.”
“This is because I kissed him the other day. All of this nonsense is my fault.”
“Probably.” Leaning back, he crossed his legs and smiled. “In cases like this, it’s always the women’s fault. If you kiss us—then you have to keep us. Men are simple creatures.”
“Truer words have never been said.” She twirled her hair up and tried to squish it into a bun. When that didn’t work, she gave up. “So, in your professional FBI opinion, what do I do?”
“Let Grady do his thing. He’s a stand-up man with a ton of experience. If you won’t go into WITSEC, then this is a great option.”
“But he told me to calm down and realize he was right. That’s not something that I can live with.” Glancing out the window, she saw Grady pick up his paper. “I would rather disappear than be in a situation with someone telling me what to do. And telling me to calm down. If you want to piss a woman off, then just utter that phrase.”
“Yeah, I learned that lesson the hard way.”
They studied one another and remained silent. “What is SAI, anyway?” Sara asked.
“It’s a security firm that was started by a retired SEAL named Max Bishop. He started the company several years ago after retiring. The first office was in San Diego, and he expanded the company when one of his buddies became interested. I think they have six or seven offices now. They are one of the most successful companies of their kind. The men who run each office are from the Teams, and they employ men and women from all of the spec ops groups.”
“So, if I were to hire private protection, then this would be my best choice?”
“Without a doubt. Let me talk to Hank again, and I’ll let him know what you’re up against. He’ll give me his honest opinion about what they can do for you. This is a great option, considering that you want to stay out of the program.”
“When you speak with him, can you ask for a rundown of costs? If I do this, then I want to pay for it, and I have a feeling that Grady won’t tell me what they usually charge.”
“I can ask, but I have a feeling that Grady will never let you write a check.”
“That’s why I want you to find out for me. He told me that he wants to make sure I’m safe so he can kiss me.”
“It’s good to know what motivates people. Makes things real clear.”
“Yeah…he’s real clear about his feelings. I’m just not sure that I’m ready for them.”
“Think about giving him a chance. He would be a good man to have on your side.”
“I don’t think it’s my side that he wants.”
Leaning forward, Sammy gave her a disapproving stare. “Thanks for the visual. I think of you as a sister, and I don’t want to be picturing you with a man.”
“Whatever. Don’t get your boxers in a twist.”
“Behave, Sara. I’ll call you after I speak with Hank.”
“Okay. Thank you for everything you’ve done. I really do appreciate it.” She blew him a kiss and ended the call. Twirling a pen around, she considered everything
Benjamin Baumer, Andrew Zimbalist