Chapter 70
“Hi, Kate. Marcus Reynolds here.”
“That’s a damn sight better greeting than ‘Ms. Stark’. ”
“Yeah, sorry about cutting up stiff on you there.” Actually he’d been pretty freaked out that she’d had the Secret Service on the phone each previous time he’d called, and then one of his own after that.
This time she hadn’t said anything about being on speakerphone and the background was quiet. Besides, after dealing with José Osgood, he had more of a handle on what to do with them.
“No problem.”
“I do have you on speaker for Leona.” They sat almost knee to knee at his desk. It was hard to resist playing footsie with her. They’d managed to shed Osgood by saying they were stopping for lunch. Apparently Secret Service agents didn’t eat lunch.
“Same here for Agent Tyrell.”
Crap, you
