Saoirse.” Mike, one of the partners, leaned forward. “Aris’s half a million dollar retainer for your, and Denise’s, services cleared this morning. You’re going.”
Saoirse glared at Mike as she sat back in her chair.
“Half a million dollars!” Denise whispered across the table.
Mike nodded his head. “It’s a done deal. You are Aris’s paralegal for the next three weeks.”
“Yeah, but where are we going?” Denise frowned.
“I’ve no idea, they own a bunch of little islands somewhere in Australasia.”
“That’s half way around the world!”
“You’re on company time, what do you care?” Mike leaned back crossing his arms.
Dinner broke up shortly after the speeches. Saoirse had already headed for the door with Denise nearly in step with her. “Are we really going? There’s so much stuff to do. I can’t just take off for three weeks!”
Aris stepped in front of the ladies, “Going so soon? I was hoping we could at least dance one more time.”
Saoirse scowled at him without saying a word.
“I suppose you do have things to do before we leave tomorrow. The least I could do is see you home.” Aris smiled at both the ladies.
“I’ve already got a cab.” Saoirse was still scowling.
“There’s the limo now. Shall we?” without waiting for her to answer, he put his arm around Saoirse guiding her out the door along with Denise.
Aris looked at the resentment on Saoirse’s face as she sat in the limo’s deep seats, staring straight a head.
“Denise, I take it Pierce didn’t tell you you would accompanying Saoirse to our corporate offices. If there is anything you need help arranging, please let us know. Noah or myself will be glad to help, or I can have one of our admins take care of things for you.”
“That’s very kind of you. What time do we leave tomorrow?” It wasn’t what Denise was expecting, but it might be fun.
“Whenever you ladies are ready. We have our own jet. If you need us to leave late in the day we can do that or first thing in the morning if you want to get things done tonight. There are sleeping quarters on the jet if you would rather leave early and sleep on the plane.”
“Seers what do you want to do?” Denise could see the anger rolling off of her.
“What’s it matter? We’re being kidnapped either way. We’ll probably be duct taped to the jet.” Saoirse hissed.
Aris threw his head back laughing, “I don’t even get special consideration for being careful?”
“What do you mean, ‘careful’?” Denise was looking at Aris.
“When I taped her to the helicopter, I made her roll her sleeves down before I put the tape around her arms. She wasn’t wearing any stockings so I had to double a piece back over itself so it wouldn’t tear her skin when they cut her loose. I got an earful earlier this evening for having torn her skirt and tossed her heels on the ground.” Aris was smiling at Saoirse even though it still wasn’t funny to her.
“So you really are terrorists?” Denise looked from Aris to Noah.
Both men said something to the effect of ‘no’ at the same time. Denise looked back and forth at both men. She believed them somehow.
“You’re in a private limo! You can’t even admit the truth to yourselves?” Saoirse started grinding her teeth.
“I have been a great many things in my life Saoirse MacLear, but I swear to you, I have never been a terrorist.” Aris tried to hold her chin to look at him but she pulled her head away as he reached for her.
“I sat in questioning sessions with the Feds for a week. All I heard about was your terrorist group. All I heard about was the bombings you had done. The people you’d killed. The pic...” Saoirse clenched her jaws as she fought down the tears welling up inside her.
“Saoirse, please look at me.” Aris tried to touch her but she pulled away. Aris sighed turning his attention
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