find justice for Sara Lynn and all the others. Bianca had all of that in sight for the first time, maybe the only time.
Everyone had stopped talking.
Did this deal really hinge on her?
Mama warned you more than once to be careful what you ask for.
Murdock was not bending. “I’ll screen for an agent who can put on a convincing performance.”
How hard could it be to act convincingly? Bianca busted ass in the gym and proved she was more than competent on a firing range. That ability came from growing up shooting. She was no slouch. Weapons training and being in shape didn’t qualify her as an undercover operative, but she was not without skills.
Was she trying to talk herself into volunteering?
Van Dyke’s eyes zeroed in on her, but he addressed Murdock. “Thought Brady was an agent.”
“I am,” Bianca answered before Murdock could.
“Thought you knew everything about me and my family.”
“I do.”
“Are you any good with computers?”
“That’s a stupid question.”
He smiled. “Then who would be better at circumventing firewalls and layered security levels in the Van Dyke computer systems from the inside than you?”
“No one.” She felt the shift inside her chest at that admission. Murdock needed someone with her skills inside Van Dyke operations to search for the information they needed. Was she really going to do this?
What would Sara Lynn do in her shoes?
Whatever it took.
For you, Sara Lynn.
Bianca lifted her gaze to Murdock, who was watching her intently. Decision time . “He has a point, Sir. I am the best suited and I do have training,” she added, glad when Murdock didn’t roll his eyes at that.
Murdock’s frustration balled up in his eyes. “This is not part of your job requirement, Brady.”
“I know, Sir. I’m volunteering.” That sounded so much better in her head.
Murdock still wasn’t sold, but Van Dyke pushed him to the tipping point with, “It’s Brady or the deal’s off.”
She hated how he said her name. He made her sound like some robot he’d chosen off a shelf.
Tension thickened during a silent standoff until Murdock said, “You had better be able to do what you claim, Van Dyke.”
Van Dyke came right back with, “I can if she can.”
Bianca gave Murdock a nod of confirmation and hoped she could carry her part.
“Done.” Murdock’s gaze didn’t move from her for a stretched moment. He finally started putting files back in his briefcase, so Bianca stood and followed suit with her own files. Murdock told Sabrina Slye, “We’ll discuss strategy over the next couple of days, then—”
“One last thing,” Van Dyke said in Bianca’s direction.
Wasn’t the negotiation over? Bianca let Van Dyke know just how much he was testing her patience when she snapped, “ What?”
His eyebrows barely lifted, as if surprised to find the file clerk had claws. “The reason this requires a female agent who won’t draw their suspicion is because there’s only one way to get an unknown female inside the Van Dyke home and offices with me. We have to get married.”
“ What? No!” Her jaw dropped, because he had to be joking.
Why wasn’t anyone laughing?
CHAPTER 4
The minister paused in his droning and asked the groom, “You have the ring?”
Bianca offered Van Dyke a stiff smile, and lifted her hand. Not Van Dyke . Ryder. Her new husband any minute now.
What had made her think she could do this?
Breathe .
Murdock and the team were depending on her.
Bianca’s heart pounded loud in her ears.
Ryder grasped her fingers lightly with his much larger and warmer ones. She looked up to find a charming smile on his face. It was no more sincere than the one she’d been beaming this morning, but it was better than his restrained expression that hadn’t changed in the past two days of manic planning for this mission. Ryder no longer looked like the scraggly prisoner she’d met in orange prison garb.
Shave him, give his hair a roguish