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afternoon.
    From his mom’s Ford Taurus, he waited and watched at the marina while Trask came and went, day after day. Trask was living there while divorcing his third wife, a budding TV star. The divorce got more press than Feniro’s bankruptcy ever had. Security was tight, and the guards were awesomely proportioned. He nearly gave up, nearly decided to kill himself, nearly decided to give magic another go, when he saw his chance.
    The gangplank (or whatever they called it) was empty. No massive guard stood at attention. Before he knew what he was doing, Bob Steinkellner jumped outof his car, ran across the dock, and slipped on board. Presto!
    Rush had gone back to his station after the discussion with Stanley and Tianna. He’d stood there for about twenty minutes when all hell broke loose. A crash from below decks. And a high-pitched scream. Rush was down there in a second, flinging open the door.
    Trask was holding Tianna down and slapping her. Tianna was crying. Trask was naked and red as a lobster with rage.
    Rush stepped inside the cabin and locked the door behind him. In a situation like this, a bodyguard has to use his best judgment to decide if this is a role-playing game or the real thing. Tianna’s tears and bloody lip told him all he needed to know.
    He reached down and plucked the naked Trask off her like a bear off a salmon. Trask’s limp dick told him this hadn’t been about sex.
    â€œShe was looking through my papers!” Trask shouted, enraged.
    â€œI wasn’t!” Tianna said, weeping. Rush saw now that she was naked, too. Lithe and lean like a cheetah. Not instinctively covering herself—nudity was clearly not an unusual state for her. “I was looking for a condom. I forgot mine.”
    â€œI was just paying for a blowjob,” Trask said.
    â€œYou expect me to suck that bareback?” she said, with disdain.
    Trask went for her again. Rush held him back.
    Rush heard a rapping at the door, followed by Guzman calling, “Mr. Trask?”
    Trask was bending over to pick up his pants and pull his wallet out. Rush saw more of him than he would have liked.
    â€œThere’s a merger coming up. If it leaks, I’ll lose billions,” Trask explained. He offered Rush a fistful of hundred-dollar bills and glanced at the girl. “Make this go away. I don’t care how.”
    Rush looked at the money.
    Donleavy had joined Guzman outside. “Mr. Trask, is everything all right?”
    Rush still looked at the money. “Is that how much you paid her ?”
    Trask grinned with his bonded teeth. “It’s what I was going to pay her. I’m giving it to you now. For services rendered.”
    Outside the cabin, Donleavy and Guzman were startled to hear the sounds of struggle, punctuated by low-pitched grunts and spitting noises. Guzman threw his big frame against the bulkhead, once, twice.
    The door flew off its hinges. The first sight that greeted them was Tianna standing buck-naked and with her jaw hanging open. The second sight was the one that put that astonished look on her face.
    Rush was sitting on a naked Trask and shoving hundred-dollar bills in his mouth, one at time.
    But as he said to Donleavy when they pulled him off Trask, at least he wasn’t talking to The Principal.Didn’t that count for anything?
    â€œYou’re fired,” Donleavy said. Given the circumstances, Rush couldn’t blame her.
    Guzman and Stegner were escorting Rush and Tianna off the boat, to the sound of Donleavy’s effusive apologies to Trask, when Rush saw it. A pipe bomb taped to the railing of the hallway outside Trask’s cabin. He thought about moving on without saying a word, but he had Guzman and Donleavy to think about. And even Stegner. The guy was a total douchebag, but Rush didn’t really want to see him with metal shrapnel studding his face.
    They didn’t believe him at first, at least Stegner didn’t. He thought Rush