things in life.” She was not liking Fresh Meat. Zoe turned to face Victor. “I thought we had an agreement.” A very recent agreement. “What happened to that deal? Are you seriously turning me over to blondie there?”
His gaze was guarded. She hated that. Why was he always hiding his emotions from her?
“That’s your usual MO,” Zoe threw at him, growing angrier with every second that passed. “Stop me from fleeing—like I want—stop me from getting on with my life. Bring me back to some safe house. Hand me off to another agent. Then vanish…”
“And your MO is to start the cycle all over,” Victor responded. “To lull the new agent into a false sense of security. To act like you’re following the rules. Then as soon as the agent’s attention shifts away, you run.”
Her shoulders lifted, then fell. “A girl has to do what a girl has to do.” She wasn’t apologizing. She’d told him
exactly
why she’d been at the bus station. Michelle. Michelle was
still
missing.
Even before the FBI had pulled Zoe into their web, she and Michelle had been using a secret way of staying in contact with one another. They’d set up calls—once a month. Check-in calls. She’d snuck away from her FBI guards a few times to make those calls. And at first, everything had been fine…
Then Michelle stopped answering.
When Michelle hadn’t responded for two months, Zoe had become desperate. She’d started reaching out to old contacts. Only…
the word from my contacts in Vegas is that no one knows where Michelle went. She vanished…
I have to find her.
“There isn’t any more running,” Victor said, his voice gruff. Then he looked over her shoulder, focusing on the two watching agents. “Zoe and I have a new deal. For the foreseeable future, I’ll be the agent on Zoe’s guard duty.”
“
You
?” Lauren sounded as if she were choking. “But sir—”
Zoe turned back to look at her, frowning. “But what? You don’t think he can watch me? That’s just insulting to the man.”
“Zoe…” Victor whispered.
“Well, it is.” She lifted her chin. “Victor is on guard duty with me. You heard him. He’ll be my twenty-four, seven companion. So just rest easy on that one, okay?”
Lauren’s gaze jerked to Victor’s face.
“I want you and Russell finding the driver of that truck. I know he’s still in the area,” Victor said grimly. “You need to find him and bring the guy in ASAP because he’s not going to stop. He will just keep hunting Zoe until he can claim the bounty on her.”
“Him and plenty of others,” Russell said.
Russell, that is not helpful.
“Sorry, Zoe,” Russell added.
Such a nice guy.
“But you know it’s true. The bounty on your head doubled in the last week.”
It had—doubled? She took a quick step back and her shoulders hit Victor’s chest. His arm came up—instantly—and curled around her.
“Thought you’d already told her.” Russell’s lips curled down. “Hell.”
No, Victor hadn’t told her that the price was
double.
“That’s two million dollars.” Breathing was hard. “Two million dollars for my life?”
“Two million dollars to end your life,” Lauren corrected.
Her knees were shaking.
“It’s not going to happen,” Victor whispered in her ear. “I will keep you safe.”
Her head turned toward him. She stared up at him. Their pose was intimate, she knew it, and she didn’t care what the other agents thought. “That bullet missed me by inches tonight.”
A muscle jerked in his locked jaw.
“How long do I get to keep cheating death?” Sooner or later, she’d be paying…
for the crimes my father committed.
“Zoe…”
“How does it end?” Because she saw only one way to stop the hitmen on her trail…
one of them takes me out.
“I
will
keep you safe. I did a fucking poor job tonight, but I will lay down my life for you.”
Her heart nearly shot out of her chest. “Is that what you think I want? You dying for