Night Life

“You’ve left me no choice.”

“Really?” he asked in that silky voice of his that never failed to make her respond.

She’d started a game she had little chance of winning. “Really.”

“And we all know you’ll do anything for the Company.”

If only that was why she was here. Did Kane really think the only reason she’d come after him was because of her job? How little he knew her. She wryly acknowledged to herself that she’d never really let him know her. But it hurt all the same that he hadn’t tried. “I’m not doing this for the Company.”

“Then who?” he asked, arching one eyebrow.

She said nothing. This was her interrogation not his. She was the one asking the questions. She wanted to know what was going on. Who was the hostage? Where was the hostage being held? Why had Kane taken the STAR list and did he still have it?

But he persisted. “Me?”

Suddenly it was too much. “Don’t say it like that. You know I’d do anything to save you.”

“Do I? Then why am I living in London while you stay in Leeds?”

“You’re the one who moved out.” And she’d never really understood why he left. She’d put distance between them after Dylan was born. But only when she’d realized how intense the love she felt for her son was. She couldn’t stem those feelings, and having more than one person to care for made her weak—vulnerable. Something she could never really afford to be. She still had powerful enemies out there looking for her.

Of course, she hadn’t really done a good job of not caring about Kane, witnessed by tonight’s events. And the man didn’t even realize it.

“Yes, I did,” he said quietly.

She didn’t want to have this discussion. Not now. Maybe not ever. “Just tell me where the information Ano wants is.”

He tipped his head back against the window and closed his eyes. “I don’t have it.”

“Dammit, Kane. HMIA says you do.”

“I meant on me.”

“Where is it?” she asked. She wasn’t going to play games with him. Very few of her adversaries had ever made her want to lose her cool the way Kane did.

“Going to rough me up?” he challenged, waggling his eyebrows at her. He was a charming man most of the time. She was tempted to kick Orly out of the van and drive away. Go get Dylan and just disappear with Kane. But that was only a dream.

“Do I really have to?” she asked. Maybe she should have taken herself off the mission. Maybe she wasn’t the woman she’d always believed herself to be.

“What if I said yes?”

She knew he was toying with her. That he wanted her to have doubts and he was definitely playing on them. She refused to let him do it. “Don’t. Do you think this is easy for me?”

He cursed savagely under his breath.

“Sasha…”

He drew her name out. Speaking to her in that silky, deep voice of his that painted sensual shivers all over her nerve endings. She pulled her black leather mask off and tossed it onto the opposite bench.

“Why are you going after Townsend on your own?” she asked at last. If he confided in her, they’d be able to work together to make this more than a rogue agent betraying his government.

“It’s my assignment.”

“It was your assignment. What went wrong? Explain it to me, Kane. Make me understand what’s going on.”

“I got tired of never being able to act. So I took matters into my own hands.”

“Convince me to help you,” she said softly. If he said the right words, she’d abandon the Company and join him in his quest for justice.

He turned his head and stared at her with those glacial gray eyes of his. “I don’t think so.”

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