Page 47 of Nothing to You
The straight smile on Rourke’s face tilted just a little.“I sure did.”
“Mr.Lomond—”
“You want me to set up the meet or not?”he asked, cutting Franco off.
“Yes,” most of them said at the same time.
“Yes, please,” Myles said after.
“My people will be in touch within twenty-four hours,” he said and went out, taking Rourke right along with him.
“Well, that was…”
“A bust,” Johann said, his expression tight.“Why did they put us through that?Is this some game?”
“He’s right,” she said.“Kind of.Zairn Lomond knows a lot of people, but he’s not known for being the caring and gentle type.”
“You ever see the video of him with Roxie when she was sick?”Myles asked and she shook her head.“Watch it.That’ll change your opinion.”
“Don’t we need someone warmer?Someone more approachable?”she asked.“Look, it wasn’t a bust.Rourke said he would connect us with someone who would deliver the list.”Now that she thought about it… “He never said Lomond would invest.”
The others considered this.
“We have to trust him,” Helena said.“He knows what he’s doing and wouldn’t have gotten to where he is without some expertise.He’s on our side.”
“Is he?”Johann asked.“And a startup?How will they have the foundation we need?The stability?Does Rourke want this to succeed?”
The doctor’s glare drilled into her.The others weren’t quite so harsh, but there was a sense of expectation from them too.
“What?”she asked.“Why are you all looking at me?”
“There’s something going on between you,” the doctor said.“The way he talks to you, and you go running in there—”
“We’re friends,” she said.“Is that a crime?”
“How did that happen?”Myles asked.“How do you get to be friends with—”
“You treated him horribly in the SIT pitch,” Helena said.
“Worked for us, didn’t it?”
“Is that how we got here?”Franco asked.“Because you yelled at him.”
She wasn’t exactly sure how they’d ended up there.Did Rourke love the Huddle Hope idea or was their relationship a factor?
“I never asked him.”
But she would.If she remembered the next time they were together.Though that didn’t guarantee an answer or honesty.They could just end up arguing again.
“What do we do now?”Myles asked.
“Wait,” she said.“What else can we do?”
“Who do you think he’s going to hook us up with?”
“God knows,” Helena said, slumping into a chair.
“I won’t be getting my hopes up,” Johann snapped.
