“Sure,” Sinner chuckled. “Trust the librarian.”
“Hey, I’ll have you know that there are amazing ideas in books!”
“Yes, but this is real life. Not a book,” he retorted.
She scowled at Sinner, but turned her attention back to Derek. “It’s in the drugs. They didn’t implant anything in their bodies, but they could have had some kind of tracer in the drugs!”
“Is that even possible?” Derek asked, turning to face Sinner.
“Of course it’s possible!” Claire exclaimed. “I’m telling you, I read about it in this book where this super secret agent needed a way to track someone without the other guy knowing. Of course, in that book, the drugs altered his brain chemistry and his whole personality was thrown off. I mean, he was doing all kinds of weird things like jumping off buildings and proposing to a woman he didn’t know, but?—”
I glanced at Rob just as Sinner interrupted her. And he was looking right back at me with the same mystified expression. Could that be all the wedding was? Not some underlying form of affection, but the drugs altering our brains enough that we somehow decided getting married was a brilliant idea?
“It’s possible,” Derek said to Sinner, continuing whatever conversation they had started.
“We need to test their blood, but not in a hospital. We need to get back to Reed Security.”
“Pennsylvania is too far away. And we can’t fly,” Rob interrupted. “We need something closer.”
“Knight’s compound,” Sinner suggested. “Colorado is a hell of a lot closer, and then Kate can treat us at the house.”
“Right,” Derek snorted. “We’ll just invite the bad guys right to Knight’s lair.”
“Do you have a better idea?”
“Than committing suicide by Knight’s anger?” Derek asked.
Frustrated, Rob snapped at both of them. “We need to get someplace safe, and there’s no way anyone will get past Knight’s sensors or his guns. I say we head to Colorado.”
“Fine,” Derek huffed. “But you get to be the one to tell him.”
Rob snatched the phone out of Derek’s hands and made the call.
I, on the other hand, wondered what it would be like when the drugs were out of my system. Would I still be attracted to Rob? Would the sex still be amazing? At the ranch, I had found Rob annoying—the way he was following me around.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go back to any of that. After the last few days, even as crazy as they were, I found myself excited for the first time in a long time. I was happy to be part of something other than the mundane state of my life. Obviously, I could do without people trying to kill me. That was not something I ever wanted to experience again. But the friendship and romance?
Was it really going to all go away?
Claire smiled at me sympathetically, as if she could read my thoughts. “You still have these.”
I stared down at the pictures in my hand, saddened that that could be all I had left of this amazing feeling.
The sprawling landscapehad nothing on the mansion in front of us. Sure, it was a nice view, but whoever got to live in this house must be in seventh heaven. I couldn’t imagine having that much space that I would need to hire a housekeeper.
Not that I didn’t need one now.
I would have been embarrassed when Rob looked around my house, except that I was in a funk and really didn’t care about how anything looked.
“Who is this again?” I asked, turning to face Rob.
“Knight. He’s…just someone who works at Reed Security.”
I snorted at his answer. “Yeah, that was a loaded statement.”
“His wife is going to check us out and hopefully, give us some answers.”
The SUV pulled to a stop right in front of the house where a couple was waiting. With a house like this, I would expect to see a woman in a prim dress and heels, and a man on her arm who looked like he belonged at a golf club.