Operation Blind Date. Justine Davis

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СКАЧАТЬ under her breath that sounded like “ew.” Teague suppressed a smile and wondered what the hell he was finding so amusing about all this.

      “Wouldn’t Amber be too old for him, then? She’s my age.”

      Teague couldn’t picture anybody over sixteen thinking Laney Adams was too old. Too hot, maybe.

      “Never mind,” Laney said, answering herself. “For a woman who looks like Amber, what guy wouldn’t make an exception?”

      Teague was glad she’d gotten there on her own, because he had a feeling anything he would have said would have come out wrong.

      “Did Amber have a passport?” Quinn asked.

      “I don’t think so. But she had one of the travel ID cards. We used to go up to Victoria sometimes, at Christmas. Figured it was as close as we’d ever get to Christmas in London.”

      “So she could have made the trip, technically.”

      “Yes,” Laney admitted. “And I’m not saying she wouldn’t, just that I can’t believe she’d fly someplace that’s only a three-hour drive.”

      “People in love change,” Teague said carefully.

      “Amen,” Quinn said dryly.

      Teague grinned at his boss, admitting the statement had been double-edged.

      “And thankfully so,” Quinn added, with a smile Teague had come to know, an inwardly directed expression of pure love that made clear his thoughts were of the woman who had so changed his life.

      “I know they do,” Laney said, her voice tentative, as if she didn’t want to interrupt Quinn’s pleasant musings. “But Amber never did. And I’ve been through a lot of guys with her. She’s always had guys after her. But she never blew me off for one of them.”

      “Until now. With Edward. If that’s what’s happened,” Teague added carefully.

      “Yes.”

      “And you didn’t go out with him. Wouldn’t.” Teague hadn’t meant to ask that, but he’d been saying a few things he hadn’t meant to lately.

      “I told you, I wasn’t attracted.”

      Quinn seemed to ponder that. “Good-looking guy, nice car, money, potentially a lot of money.”

      He sounded like he was only musing out loud, but Laney answered somewhat defensively, “I don’t need money, or things, or even looks, but character and kindness and honesty. I’m really picky.”

      “And Amber isn’t.”

      And there it was, Teague thought. Damn, Quinn was good at this. Laney drew back, looking almost hurt at first, but then thoughtful.

      “No,” she finally said, very softly. “She isn’t. Particular, but not picky. A difference she often pointed out to me.”

      I’ll take picky, Teague thought. What could be better than knowing a picky woman had picked you?

      He caught himself again, wondering where the hell this tendency to personalize every damn thing had come from. This was work, this was a job, and he’d better attend to it or he was going to royally mess it up.

      He’d promised her they’d find Amber, one way or another. And that was what he intended to do. All he intended to do. Laney was vulnerable, hurting, and his screwy reaction to her was just his protective instincts in overdrive.

      To prove it, he focused completely on the matter at hand as Quinn worked out the next steps. Foxworth was on a case, and that was where his unruly mind would stay.

      Chapter 7

      “Why didn’t you tell me?” Hayley asked.

      Laney looked at the woman who had so quickly become more than just a client since she’d first brought Cutter to her several months ago. She had stopped in just after Laney had opened up this morning, and had obviously talked to Quinn.

      “You seemed really distracted yesterday,” she said.

      Hayley made a face. “Well, you’re right about that. I’m a wreck about meeting the boss for the first time. Somehow I got it in my head the right clothes would make a difference, make me relax. Didn’t work.”

      Laney stifled a laugh, then said, “And I thought Quinn was the boss. Teague said Charlie’s the organization, logistics and money side.”

      “Genius burns,” Hayley said wryly.

      “And you’ve never met before?”

      “No. Charlie’s headquartered in St. Louis, near where they grew up, and prefers to stay there. Quinn’s only here because he loves this part of the country.”

      “Well, and you.”

      Hayley smiled then, a bright, flashing smile of pure and utter happiness. “Yes. And me.”

      Laney felt a stab of...not envy—she liked Hayley too much for that—but perhaps longing. She supposed most women dreamed of having what Hayley had found, a strong, steady man like Quinn who would go to the ends of the earth for her.

      And that’s what gets us into trouble, she thought. Like Amber.

      “We’ll find her,” Hayley said, accurately reading her thoughts. “I promise. Nobody’s better at this than Foxworth.”

      “I didn’t give you much to go on,” Laney said ruefully. She’d spent most of last night trying not to get her hopes up. “I know so little about the guy.”

      “We have an amazing research team that can find darn near anything, or anyone. They can look in places most people don’t even know exist.”

      “That sounds a bit...something.”

      Hayley laughed. “Foxworth’s built up a lot of goodwill in a lot of different places over the years. It pays off.”

      “What a strange operation,” Laney said. “You help anybody who needs it?”

      “No,” Hayley said. “Not just anybody. People on the high road, who tried to do the right thing in the right way, but ran up against a roadblock they couldn’t get over or around, a block that shouldn’t be there in the first place. Sometimes groups, but individuals mostly, who have fought hard on their own but can’t keep going, financially, physically or emotionally. People fighting decisions made against them for no better reason than political expediency. Or stupidity. The powers that be, or petty tyrants throwing their weight around, or bigger types of corruption. That’s what Foxworth fights.”

      Laney couldn’t miss the passion in Hayley’s voice. She might be the most recent to join Foxworth, through Quinn, but she was clearly as dedicated as the rest of them. And if that was truly their cause, she could understand that.

      “Sorry,” Hayley said with a smile. “I didn’t mean to launch on you.”

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