Page 49 of Made of Steele
“That is so exciting,” Teagan said. “I could tell right up front that you were the dangerous type, not some tedious corporate stooge.”
“And you like that, don’t you?” He reached across the table and laid his hand on Teagan’s.
She didn’t flinch, but Drew caught a flash of revulsion in her expression. Yes! She was disgusted by this guy, and Drew had nothing to worry about.
Listen to him. Nothing to worry about. He didn’t intend to get involved with her so why would he have anything to worry about to begin with?
She batted her lashes at Oliver. “Do you think I could come with you to the dock?”
He shook his head hard. “Not possible. Not with the kind of guys I’ll be meeting. Too dangerous for such a pretty thing like you.”
She didn’t flinch at his description of her as a pretty thing, but Drew knew she would hate that.
She pressed her free hand over Oliver’s. “Will you bring it back to your company warehouse?”
He nodded.
“Could we get together tomorrow, and I could see it then?” She beamed a smile across the table that no man could resist. “Please. This could really be the start of a good thing between us. Don’t you want that to happen?” She linked her fingers with the creep’s. “I do. Very much so.”
“Of course. Yes. Yes.” He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it. “I’ll try to arrange something for the morning. I plan to keep growing this side of our business, and with your avid interest, we’d make a fine team.”
“I agree. Will you text me when I can see it?”
“Nothing could get in my way.”
Drew would have to get ahold of Harris to put surveillance on Oliver tonight. Drew would like to do it himself but couldn’t. He didn’t want any chance that Rossi would somehow track him to the port and blow his UC status. Drew would, however, be watching when the guy met with Teagan. Drew would make sure that the meeting with Teagan didn’t happen in their warehouse but occurred in a public place.
Oliver went into full-blown date mode and kept complimenting Teagan.
Drew wished she would jerk her hand free. As if his wish came true, her phone rang from where she’d placed it face down on the table.
“Sorry. I usually don’t take calls on a date, but I have a few prospects for a new job, and I don’t want to miss them.”
“No worries.” He reached for his water glass, his attention remaining firmly attached to Teagan’s every more.
She looked at the screen. “Yes. It’s a call I have to take. Excuse me for a minute.”
She stood and crossed the busy room to a quiet corner where Drew suspected she could still see Oliver but be out of earshot.
Teagan lifted her phone to her ear. “Kelsey, hi. Drew’s listening in. So what’s up?”
“I need you to come back here,” Kelsey said.
Her raised tone set Drew’s heart plummeting.
“What happened?” If Teagan was concerned, her tone didn’t show it.
“I demonstrated the drone for our new intern when she arrived. I wanted to show her what a negative result looked like, so I did a sweep over the final grid area that I didn’t look at with you. But what we found almost knocked me off my feet. So I finished searching the rest of the property.”
Drew didn’t like the sound of where this was going.
“What did you find?” Teagan’s voice held a good measure of concern this time.
Kelsey cleared her throat. “Three additional graves, and they’re arranged in a very suspicious pattern that you have to see for yourselves.”
14
Light rain spit from the sky over Smiley’s property, and Teagan grabbed a ball cap and windbreaker from her law enforcement go bag in her trunk. She’d told Oliver she had a business emergency, but flashed him a flirty smile and reminded him to call her about the antiquity. He was disappointed but agreed.
