“She was four minutes early, but her hair was still damp. He’d have to remember to get a towel from the butler. He couldn’t afford for her to be slowed down by a cold.Because she was too important to the mission. Not for any personal reason.“There’s tea on the sideboard. The butler—I believe he said his name was Marston—just brought some. Drink it while we work.”“Not necessary. Show me what we have to do.” All business, she shoved wet hair out of her face with a quick, graceful movement that did... something odd to Dakota’s throat.Strength with grace. A mesmerizing combination.He pointed at the twenty photos lined up on the long oak table. “Those are current exterior shots of the castle in question. I also have copies of the most recent blueprints.”“Where is it located?”“You don’t need to know that. In fact the fewer details you know, the safer it is.” He saw her eyes narrow. “Safer for you and safer for your father, Nell.”She crossed her arms. “I still need to know general location.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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