She couldn’t see anything as the big, black SUV she rode in came to a stop and the driver killed the engine. “We’re here. You can take off your blindfold.” The bulky man with long, dark hair who’d accompanied her had insisted he tie a black silk scarf over her eyes before they’d left the parking lot of Gideon’s bar. For her protection, he’d said. He’d also checked her purse for weapons and patted her down, enjoying the latter inspection more than he should have. If that wasn’t a big enough clue that she’d jumped into a pit of vipers, she didn’t know what was. It also meant she was getting closer to the heart of the organization, which was where she needed to be. And she was pleased to know the tampons she’d placed on top of the hidden compartment where she kept the Duke had worked. Men were funny and predictable creatures. She pulled the scarf from her face and stepped from the backseat of the SUV into the warehouse.
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