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V-neck dress.
    Holden looked away, afraid gazing upon her breasts would turn him to stone, Medusa-style. Vaughn, however, zeroed in and drummed his fingers on his thighs.
    Sabrina picked up her cell phone and touched the screen. “Aaron?” Her personal assistant also known as The Slave. “I need you to schedule a meeting with the San Fran execs for first thing tomorrow morning. Meeting with them in the afternoon as planned will be too late. Thanks.” She hung up before Aaron could possibly refuse. Not that he would.
    “Is there something to all this, Sabrina?” Vaughn asked.
    “I won’t know until I do some investigating, but a matter like this isn’t to be taken lightly.” She glided over to their side of the desk. Reaching out, she took Vaughn’s hands in hers, and an actual sigh escaped from Vaughn’s throat.
    Is his plan actually working?
    Holden’s urge to leave that office was more powerful than it had ever been. He was Alice down in the rabbit hole. Where else could a man show a potentially dangerous invoice, then possibly get laid?
    “I want to thank you both. Financially. Your loyalty should be rewarded even if this turns out to be a misunderstanding.” She released Vaughn’s hand and walked between their chairs. “You’ll both be getting raises. Huge ones.”
    Holden jumped when Sabrina’s bony hands slid onto his shoulders. She massaged him for a few moments before returning to her side of the desk. God, he needed a disinfecting shower immediately, and as sweet as a raise would be, Holden didn’t feel right about getting one. He felt like a fly caught in a spider’s web.
    “I received a call from one more exec in San Diego,” Sabrina said. “She was originally scheduled to fly out on today’s trip, but her son was sick or some nonsense.” She rolled her eyes, giving further proof to Holden’s theory that a human heart did not beat behind her ample bosom. “Anyway, I was going to have you boys pick her up tomorrow. You’re still going to do that, but try to get friendly with her. See if she’ll give you any information that may support our suspicions.” She arrowed a grin toward Vaughn. “Use the charms I know you have, Mr. Bennett, then bring her here.”
    Vaughn smiled from ear to ear over Sabrina’s attention and compliment. “Happy to, Sabrina. Whatever we can do to help.”
    He was like a puppy, ready to play fetch, roll over, and get his belly rubbed. Holden had seen Vaughn be smooth and slick with the ladies on zillions of occasions. He made it look so easy. Only Sabrina could turn his buddy into an unsure adolescent with acne. Was that love? Maybe. Holden didn’t know. If it was, he didn’t want any part of it.
    “Wonderful. I’ll put the flight into tomorrow’s schedule, departure time of 8 a.m. I’ll also review this invoice in more detail, and we’ll meet…” She flipped through screens on her phone looking at her calendar. “We’ll meet at 5 p.m. for dinner at Razzle’s on the corner. You know the place?”
    “Of course,” Vaughn answered. “I’ve been there a few times.”
    Holden was already working on the imaginary illness he was going to contract at about 4:45 p.m. tomorrow evening. No way in Hell he was meeting Sabrina for dinner to discuss the possible weapons trafficking going on at Donovan Electronics. Not in his job description no matter what his new pay was going to be.
    “My treat,” Sabrina purred. “We’ll get to the bottom of this, boys.”
    Vaughn stood as Sabrina slid over to him. She took his hands again. “It had to take some courage to come in here and tell me this, Vaughn. I won’t forget it. Or you.” She reached up on her toes and dropped a light kiss on Vaughn’s cheek.
    Holden got up from his seat to make sure his buddy wasn’t going to pass out over the actual contact with Sabrina.
    “And you…” Sabrina grabbed Holden’s forearm with a feather light touch, one that made his flesh feel as if it had bugs beneath it.