“And then what?”
“And then I will deal with Mr. Nash. Once and for all.”
CHAPTER
50
WHAT ARE WE REALLY DOINGhere, Dillon?” said Temple.
They were parked outside of Isaiah York’s condo about a mile from Nash’s old home.
“Waiting for York to show up.”
“And if he doesn’t? Which he hasn’t, ever since Nash went on the run.”
“Then we move on to something else. Another lead.”
“Back to the place we already searched, you mean?”
“Have you had eyes on it this whole time?”
“Not me, maybe Steers.”
Nash nodded. He had contacted Shock about Steers’s new focus on her people finding him and through him. . .me, he thought.
But now I am her people, so there’s that.
Temple said, “So how was your time in Hong Kong? It went by fast.”
“Maybe for you, it did.”
“Look, I know you think I just left you there.”
“I don’t think it, Rhett, Iknowit. So let’s not discuss it anymore. Steers was very clear. We get this done or else.” He paused. “At least for you it is.”
“Right, I get that I’m in the crosshairs, okay?” He looked off for a moment. “So what’s this ‘Dillon-san’ junk?”
“It’s an expression of friendship, of honor.”
“Because you saved her life?”
“She actually started calling me thatbeforeI saved her life.”
“Look, don’t answer this if you don’t want to,” began Temple.
Nash gave him a sideways glance. “No, I’m not sleeping with her, and I have no intention of doing so.”
“So you don’t want to?”
Nash barked, “For fuck’s sake, what part of ‘focusing on the task at hand’ don’t you get?”
“I’m just trying to have a discussion here. We have a lot of ground to catch up on.”
“Friends who have been apart have things to catch up on. We have never been and will never be friends.”
“Hell, we went through a lot together over in Myanmar.”
“That was a job. That’s it.” He glanced at Temple. “And why would you want to be friends with me? You’re a billionaire. Everybody wants to be your friend. I’m a nobody.”