security team overnight and this morning we were passed to them.â
âWhere are they now?â
âOne manâs just outside the door. A second stayed near the elevators. I suspect he followed Peter and your daughter to the cafeteria.â
Mullins understood why sheâd frowned at his proposal that her nephew go with Kayli. âI didnât mean to inconvenience your security team.â
She shrugged. âI feel safe here.â She smiled. âIâm with the man who saved my life.â
âI couldnât protect you from a ninety-year-old grandmother now.â
âI think my biggest danger is being mobbed by the press. We had to sneak out through the loading dock to avoid them.â
The loading dock near where the getaway van had been parked, Mullins thought. âHas any attempt on your life been made before?â
âNo. But I work in a high-security lab and live in a high-rise with doormen. I think I just happened to be in the wrong place last night. Brecht and Ahmad were much more well known than I am.â
âAnyone trying to recruit you away from your employer?â
âIâm in a hot field. Iâm always getting inquiries.â Her dark eyes narrowed. âBut Iâm here at the pleasure of my government and an arrangement made with Jué Dé. Iâm not what the sports people call a free agent.â
Mullins hesitated to probe further, but her answer reinforced his line of questioning.
âWhen the man grabbed you outside the kitchen last night, did he say anything?â
She shuddered. âNo. You came back almost as he grabbed me.â
To use as a shield, Mullins thought. Kill me first, then her. Or there was another possibility.
Li sensed something was bothering him. âWhat?â
Mullins leaned forward in the bed, bringing his face close to hers. âItâs just a little odd that he grabbed you. Why not just shoot you?â
Liâs face went even paler. âA hostage?â
âOr a source of information.â
The neuroscientist shook her head as if being murdered were more understandable. âThat sounds farfetched.â
âI hope so. But tell Jué Dé and your government that kidnapping was a possibility.â
âMaybe my company should hire you.â
âIâm afraid that would be a tough commute.â
Her eyes softened. âFamily?â
âKayli and my grandson. My wife died a couple of years ago.â
âIâm sorry.â
âThanks. Do you live with someone who can be an extra pair of eyes and ears?â
âNo,â she whispered. âMy husband died eight years ago. My work in Beijing kept me too busy to do anything else.â
Like date, Mullins thought. He wondered if her research had been scrutinized by the communist government and long working hours werenât a choice.
âJust be extra vigilant,â he advised. âAnd if youâre ever back in the area, let me know. And if Peterâs with you, weâll go to a game.â
âHeâd like that.â Her face reddened slightly. âSo would I.â She stood. âIâd better go get him. Weâre supposed to fly back this evening.â
âCan I tell him goodbye?â
âYes. Peter would throw a fit otherwise.â She stared at Mullins. âThank you again.â
Mullins started to say he was only doing his duty when she bent over and ran her cool palm across his forehead like a mother soothing a feverish child.
âYouâre welcome,â he said.
Five minutes later, Peter burst in the room and ran to the bedside. âMr. Mullins, Miss Kayli said youâre not just a bodyguard. Youâre like a detective.â
Mullins chuckled. âWell, I used to be kinda like one.â
âWould you take my case?â
Mullins looked at Lisa Li but she appeared to have no clue as to what her nephew meant.
âWhat case is that?â he
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