anything, I promise you. Right, Nate?”
“Yes, sir, the surveillance cameras were turned off as ordered,” Nate said as Frank tenderly tugged up her corset and pulled the laces tight. He then leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her breasts before he handed her both her panties and hot pants with a firm hand.
She didn’t have time to wonder at the tenderness of that kiss before he was up and on the move.
“What’s up?” Frank asked, coming to his feet, rearranging his diaper and somehow managing not to look either ridiculous or ashamed.
For all she could tell, it was as if his subordinates caught him fucking women every day. Good god, maybe they did. What did she really know about Frank? Despite the
unexpected way her emotions had gotten involved, she had no idea who this man was or what he was really about.
Something she would do well to remember the next time she decided it would be a good idea to take clothes off first and ask questions later, Edna thought as she struggled into her shorts.
“Sir, the suspect is on his way up the outer stairs, he should be at the elevator in less than five minutes, arrival in under ten.”
“Is the lobby staff ready?” Frank asked. “You can open your eyes, Officer.”
“Ready and armed, and we’re ready back here whenever you say go,” the young man confirmed. Edna had to admit that it sounded like the Queen’s Guard had their shit together, even if she couldn’t say the same for the woman pulling their strings.
Then again, maybe Cindy had changed, maybe she really had sent this man to protect her and wanted to make amends. Maybe there was no other story, no selfish motive for her actions, just the need to mend a relationship that should never have been allowed to sour so completely.
“Right, and maybe I’ll win the Kingdom City Lottery and retire to the tropics,” Edna mumbled to herself before springing to her feet. Whatever was about to go down here, she wasn’t going to sit idly by and trust that Frank and the boys were going to take care of her.
“You can resume your position, Officer,” Frank ordered.
As Nate disappeared back into the hidden panel in the wall, Edna crossed quickly to the fake plant in the corner. She’d stashed a cattle prod back there not too long ago. She had been too squeamish to use the device on the man who had brought it to her as a gift, but figured it might come in handy for self-defense at some point.
“Where are you going?” Frank asked, sounding suspicious. What right he had to be suspicious of her when he was the one with spies all over her place of business, she had no idea.
“I’m getting a weapon,” she said, pulling the instrument from where it was buried in the fake moss at the base of the monstrous plant. God, she hated fake plants. As soon as she worked somewhere that saw the light of day, she promised herself she would throw the damned thing away.
“What is that?” “A cattle prod.”
“You don’t need a cattle prod.”
“Why, are you going to give me a gun?” She hadn’t shot a gun in ages, but the idea of holding one in her hand was rather tempting. If she was really going to meet the man who had been threatening her in the flesh in a few minutes, she figured the more heavily armed, the better.
“Of course not. You don’t need a weapon. We have you protected. You just need to act naturally, go about business as usual until the guy crosses the line,” he said, holding out a hand for the prod.
“So…I’m like the bait?” “Sort of.”
“You were going to use me as bait, without even letting me know?” Edna asked, finally hitting on what was bothering her the most about the present scenario. It was all well and good to use her as a lure when she was aware and on guard, but how would it have felt to be completely clueless, to think that she was really in mortal danger before Frank and his boys burst in from behind the walls?
“It wasn’t my preferred plan of action,”