“Yeah?”
Curiosity flooded my system, but then a thought hit me. What if she was going to tell me this wouldn’t work? What if she said she didn’t have the same strong feelings for me that I had for her? Fuck, maybe I was wrong to blurt that out without thinking.
Blinking up at me with a coquettish smile on her face, she shocked the hell out of me. “I wasn’t mad at you because you wanted me to stay behind.”
“You weren’t?”
“Do you really think I need you to explain to me the dangers of going against the mafia? I’m not a child, and I’m not an adrenaline junkie like Claire or the infamous Maggie I keep hearing about.”
“Then…”
“You were going to leave without saying goodbye because you perceived I would be a problem. You didn’t even give me the benefit of the doubt. I don’t want to live like that. Trust me or don’t, but if you don’t, this will never work.”
I nodded.
“And…I’ve been told that you have feelings for me, so it would kind of suck if you screwed this up now.”
“Then I’d better make sure I don’t screw this up.”
I tugged the door open, shifting her out of the way. Once she was inside, I shut the door and thanked my lucky stars that I hadn’t completely screwed that up, and reminded myself that not every woman was like the women at Reed Security.
“So, what exactly is the plan?”
“Basically, you go in as yourself. I need you to be a distraction so I can sneak in through the back and get on his computer.”
“And how would I distract him?”
“You’d have to tell him who you really are. Convince him you’re not Alicia, and that all you want is for him to leave you alone.”
“Okay, but what if the tracer is still active?”
“Then I guess he’ll find us, but I’m hoping it’s worn off by now. Otherwise, he would have found me already.”
“If he’s in the mafia, won’t he have a lot of security? Are you sure you can get in?”
“He has a shit ton of security. Guards at every door and cameras in every hall.”
“So, piece of cake,” she grinned.
“He has one problem, though. The sensors on his doors are connected. As long as I open the back door at the same time the front door is opened, the alarm will be triggered, but it will show the front door opening, and I’m betting his guards will think nothing of it.”
“That sounds like a big hope.”
“It’s our only way in,” I explained. “So, while you keep him busy, I’ll find something I can use to blackmail him, then stroll out from the back and threaten him.”
“If he doesn’t kill me first.”
I winced at her words. “I have faith in you.”
“Okay, but say I walk through the door and he does try to kill me. What do I do?”
“In that case, Chance will be on the roof across from his apartment. He’s a sniper, and he’ll take him out.”
“So, why don’t we just do that?”
“Because that would only fuel the threat. We need to eliminate it.”
“It sounds simple enough,” she agreed. “Go in, manipulate a mafia boss, threaten him with destruction, and walk out as if nothing happened.”