Ingeborg asked.She was seated with Nathan in the rear of his black limousine, trusted enough to travel without one of the minders beside her. Another car was following with at least four heavies inside.“Leave it to me,” Nathan said.“That isn’t good enough. I need to know what to expect.”Pressured, he took a deep, impatient breath and said without looking her way, “Me and my back-up will be out of sight when you meet Lily. Be natural with her and keep talking. We’ll take over when the time is right.”“No shooting?”“Christ no, I don’t want her getting hurt.”“Or me, I hope.”“You’re one of us. You have as much interest in reeling her in as I do—almost.”Ingeborg doubted whether Lee would appreciate being “reeled in.” The runaway pop star might ultimately forgive Nathan, whose actions really did seem to be driven by his heart, but she was certain to feel betrayed by Ingeborg. This assignment had already been stripped of any glamour it had at the beginning.
